"Open wide."

She slides her ruby red lips over the length of my cock.

I suck in a deep breath. Finally, this is the moment I've been fucking waiting for. Ever since I first saw Jenna, I knew I wanted to be in exactly this position.

What's more awesome than seeing the most beautiful girl in the world on her knees before me? She's aching to fulfill every sliver of my desire.

My deepest yearning comes to the surface, as all those years of wanting to fuck Jenna finally come true.

She's fucking beautiful, an angel. And at least for this moment, she's all mine.

She starts out at a steady pace, licking and cupping my balls before working her way up to my massive shaft. She strokes the length of it with her tongue and circles me from every angle.

I'm dying to find my release, to shoot hot, sticky jets of cum all over her. It's been too long, too many years of staring at her, wanting to dominate her, and it's all coming true.

This is only the beginning with Jenna. She has no idea of the heights of bliss I'll take her to once she becomes mine.

She makes her way to the tip of my cock where she concentrates on making sure I'm happy.

Towering over her small frame makes me feel empowered. I know she wants it too. She's been lusting for this. It's obvious by the way she's going to town on my cock.

Normally I'm a little more reserved, a bit more held back with women. But no one excites me like Jenna. I've been blown thousands of times in my life, but never like this. She's apparently very skilled in more ways than one.

My cock is dripping with her saliva and the feel of it is so fucking good. I want to take her head and force her down on my shaft, making her swallow the full ten inches, but I let her take her time.

Her hands slide around the base of my shaft while she sucks the thick tip with desperate urgency.

I sigh with pleasure. I can hardly take it anymore. I want to explode all over her face, down her throat, every fucking where.

Instead, I push the straps of her dress from her shoulders, and I can see that my touch sends shivers down her spine. That's an awesome power to have over someone, when she desires you so much that a single gentle touch nearly sends her into ecstasy.

I have this power over Jenna now, no matter how much she tries to deny it. And with it comes a certain possessiveness. I want her to feel that way for me alone.

Her dress falls to the floor in a puddle around her knees, and I have a perfect view of her incredible tits. They're full and heavy and perky, begging to be touched.

She's the most striking thing in the world, especially now that she's naked with her lips around my cock. She's not wearing a bra and she didn't even take the time to put on a garter belt. I fucking love it.

Once she's satisfied with the tip of my cock, she starts to get a little sloppy, making it extra wet.

She spits on my shaft, and then moves her hand up and down at a quick pace to the point that I'm having a hard time holding back.

Usually, I'm the authority on self-control, but with Jenna, it's hard for even me.

I don't want to come yet. I need to see Jenna deep-throating me before I'll let myself release.

Once she's got me good and wet, lubed up with her spit, she at last moves her hand and takes in my entire length.

The feel of her tongue sliding along my cock makes it throb uncontrollably. The feel of my cock hitting the back of her throat makes her choke. Her warm lips surrounding me is pure fucking bliss.

I've imagined Jenna doing me like this a thousand fucking times. I've been wanting her on her knees begging for it, in submission to me, and now it’s finally coming true.

At last.

Not even the thrill of racing compares to the effect she has on me right now. Life in the fast lane is better with Jenna by my side, and that's painfully obvious now as she slurps and sucks her way to my oblivion. It feels so fucking good, it’s worth every second of my patience.

I see that now as I look down and see that beautiful head of hair bobbing back and forth, up and down.

She's not able to take my entire length down her throat, so I help her out a little bit. I make my fantasy a reality and pull her hair gently. I force her head so far down my cock until it slides ever deeper, inch by inch, down her throat.

She's choking on it and the sound of her gagging gets me off. You know why? Because she's also moaning, begging for it. Fucking loving it.

This girl wants to choke on my cock. It makes her so happy, I have no doubt.

I thrust into her and she takes it for a while. Then she moves her hand back up to the tip of my shaft to try to slow me down. I wish I had her pinned to the bed, handcuffed, or tied up so that she couldn't use her hands.

As it is, she's sucking and slurping up all the pre-cum she can.

Her deep green eyes look up at me, and it's a sight that nearly makes me come right the fuck now.

Normally, I'm not one to make eye contact during sex. Why would you want to be that intimate with someone who's gonna go home in the morning anyway?

With Jenna, all of that is different. I feel something for her. I can't deny that. What, I don’t know, but it’s there.

So, when she looks up at me from her obedient position, I can't help but meet her with my own hardened gaze. My eyes tell her everything—that I'm the fucking one in fucking control. And her eyes tell me everything, too—that she won’t resist my power.

I'll have to tame Jenna into obeying me willingly, but that's part of the fun. She's a bit wild now, independent, and she'll always have that. But with me, she better be unresisting.

She licks and kisses her way up my shaft. I swear I hear her whimper.

My breathing is ragged as I near the finish line. She can tell because she moves faster, urging me on.

I tense, my balls tighten, and my cock hardens even more. Her cheeks are hollow as she tries to suck the fucking life out of me.

"That's it, baby, I'm gonna come," I say through clenched teeth.

Just as the warmth starts to spread throughout my body and spiral out of control, I pull out of Jenna's mouth and spray my cum all over her neck and chest.

What feels like gallons of cum pumps out of me. Years of desire for Jenna comes streaming out in thick, sticky ropes.

I look down at her face, and she's shimmering with the glisten of my essence.

She does her best to lick up the sticky mess.

But I’m not done. The view of my cum on her tits is just too much. I have to have more.