Gryeishann placed his left palm behind him on the seat of the couch, arm slightly bent at the elbow.

Right after, his posterior elevated from the couch’s seat. 

Gently gripping her hair with his right hand, he started bucking up his hips at an unhurried pace, without making her nod on his cock.

Moments after, he proceeded to trace circles with his hips. Slowly. 

His cockhead repeatedly and artfully entering her mouth in the process.

A short while later, he drove up his hips, slamming into her throat. Once.

Retracted his posterior and, after a few seconds, rammed her thrussy once again.

Each time he did this, he would make...