La mia troia mi fa sborrare e lecca le palle

The way my little slut makes me cum and licks my balls is something I never expected to become such a ritual for us, but here I am, thinking back on that afternoon with a warmth that still hits me out of nowhere, because she has this way of reading my body like it’s the only language she ever needed to learn, and honestly, that day started so casually, with us just lounging around after a lazy lunch, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my thigh while we half-watched something on the TV that neither of us cared about, and I remember the shift happening so gradually that I almost didn’t register it until her hand slid higher and her eyes locked onto mine with that playful, knowing glint that always undoes me, and then she was on her knees, not rushed, not performative, just present, her mouth finding me through the fabric before she pulled me free, and the first touch of her tongue was like a slow wave that pulled every thought out of my head, leaving only the sensation of her lips sliding down, taking her time with each inch, her fingers curling around the base while her other hand cupped my sac with such gentle reverence that I felt this ridiculous surge of affection mixed with raw need, and when she finally worked her way lower, I swear my breath caught in my throat because she nuzzled into my balls, pressing soft kisses there before her tongue flattened against the sensitive skin, and I could feel the vibration of her soft moan against me, sending a shiver up my spine that had me gripping the couch cushions, and she looked up at me through her lashes, spit-slick and grinning like she knew exactly what she was doing, which she did, because she took me back into her mouth with renewed focus, hollowed cheeks and all, while her thumb stroked that spot behind my sack, and when I finally let go, it was messy and overwhelming, my release spilling over her tongue and chin while she kept working until I twitched, and she swallowed with this satisfied hum before leaning in to lick my balls clean with slow, deliberate strokes that made me shudder all over again, and afterward, she just rested her chin on my thigh, all soft and smug, and I knew this was ours.