Amber jolted at the knock, her jaw snapping instinctively. Interruptions hadn't been on her mind, focused as she'd been in getting Eric off. Luckily, experiences with discreetly sliding in needles and keeping cool when caught fucking in public had improved Amber's reactions. She kept the biting down to a minimum, barely touching Eric's dick with her teeth. It shouldn’t more than heighten the pleasure.
Unfortunately, her good mood was not so easily recovered. Amber scowled at the sound of Geoffrey's voice, pulling her head back. He did always know just how to ruin the fun. Whatever it was, she'd deal with it. Her mouth was sore, though, and by the time she could've spoken, Eric had already answered and sent him on his way.
Her mom was looking for her. That could mean anything from the turkey had been burnt to a crisp and needed a last-minute replacement to her mom wanting to evaluate Amber's hair before dinner. Whatever it was, Amber doubted it was urgent. The whole point of blowing Eric was to prove she did what she wanted, when she wanted.
So she took a deep breath and shook her head, as if that'd free her from her ill feelings. "Where were we?" Amber made her voice a purr, smiling up at Eric. He looked annoyed, but he couldn’t be too upset, with his hardness still very present. Her hands returned to stroking his thighs. He was flaring hotter than ever, the outline of his legs tight with his strained muscles. "Ah, yes, taking the spoils." With no further delay Amber took his dick in her mouth again, more determined than ever to satisfy Eric. He was slick from her saliva and his spread precome, tasting both like his usual scent and herself. She shaped her lips to grip his hardness good and tight and went back to bobbing her head up and down his length with furious drive. Amber didn't care if each and every single one of her family members came and knocked on her door: she'd gotten Eric hard and there was no way she'd give in to defeat.
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Unfortunately, her good mood was not so easily recovered. Amber scowled at the sound of Geoffrey's voice, pulling her head back. He did always know just how to ruin the fun. Whatever it was, she'd deal with it. Her mouth was sore, though, and by the time she could've spoken, Eric had already answered and sent him on his way.
Her mom was looking for her. That could mean anything from the turkey had been burnt to a crisp and needed a last-minute replacement to her mom wanting to evaluate Amber's hair before dinner. Whatever it was, Amber doubted it was urgent. The whole point of blowing Eric was to prove she did what she wanted, when she wanted.
So she took a deep breath and shook her head, as if that'd free her from her ill feelings. "Where were we?" Amber made her voice a purr, smiling up at Eric. He looked annoyed, but he couldn’t be too upset, with his hardness still very present. Her hands returned to stroking his thighs. He was flaring hotter than ever, the outline of his legs tight with his strained muscles. "Ah, yes, taking the spoils." With no further delay Amber took his dick in her mouth again, more determined than ever to satisfy Eric. He was slick from her saliva and his spread precome, tasting both like his usual scent and herself. She shaped her lips to grip his hardness good and tight and went back to bobbing her head up and down his length with furious drive. Amber didn't care if each and every single one of her family members came and knocked on her door: she'd gotten Eric hard and there was no way she'd give in to defeat.