Watery Eyes

Your lips form around me at the base of my excitement. You look up at me with teary eyes. Your lips drag the length of me behind your mouth as you pull back. Feeling your tongue glide from underneath, sends a sensation that buckles my knees. Once you reach the tip, your tongue circles as a string of spit tethers your mouth to my arousal, as you catch your breath. Without hesitation you glide back down and begin to find your rhythm, as it ultimately becomes my undoing...