His eyes told her the story of how she made love to his cock. Her tongue was long and velvety, caressing every curve or edge his prick had. She sucked...him in as deeply as possible, astounded as she suppressed the gag reflex. He'd known she could do it, and he was actually in her throat, filling her as she'd never been filled.She stroked her mouth up and down the manthing she was worshiping. The soft red of her lips gliding along naturally as though she did this every day. Her excitement was. For the first time in my life I had a cock in my mouth and I had brought that cock to full hardness and orgasm. The most remarkable part was that it was a cock attached to a woman. Yes, in my mind, Molly was a woman regardless of this one small part of her body as a reminder of where she started life.“I would love to go to your hotel with you,” I said as watched her pull her panties back into place. Her little cock had shrunk back to its normal size and with her panties pulled up it almost. Well work finished and I jump in the car and head to hers. I nervously walk up to the door, palms sweating, legs shaking, a weird sickie sensation in the pit of my stomach and press the door bell. She answered wearing a white V-neck vest top thing so you could see her chest and a pair of tight black trousers. Those things hugged her ass so tight I’m surprised she could walk in them. I asked her who’s the van was outside “the builders” she whispered, I started to wonder why she was whispering. I felt the pressure of her feet lessen and she said, “Start slow. You’re probably not going to last long, but try.”I sucked in a sharp breath as I pulled back. The feeling of her walls milking my cock made me feel light in the head. She kept her feet on the small of my back, and stopped me when I was an inch or so from slipping out of her. Then she pulled me back in. I groaned as I buried my cock inside her.“There you go,” she said as I withdrew, and then thrust again. “Mmm... It’s been so long.