Linda's hand stayed wrapped around the base of his cock, warm and slick, pumping in steady strokes while her lips sealed over the tip. She sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, a low moan vibrating around him every time her tongue flicked the slit. Gezza snatched the last cookie from the tray, the challenge he'd set for himself, no one else, and bit down. Chocolate melted across his tongue as he looked down: auburn hair spilling loose, green eyes watering but fixed on him, her mouth stretched wide and glistening. Nothing in the world beat that view.
