I knew that she was perfecting her deep throat skills, but still had to fight off a small residual gag reflex. Slowly she backed to her bed and sat down with her legs spread out wide. Big cock I had to lift my face to hers because she was still two inches taller than me. It took her a few minutes to sit up on the edge of the bed. She kissed the end of my cock and flicked her tongue under the head, teasing my frenulum, while she rolled my swollen balls in her palm. I was aware of the wonderful odor of pancakes and sausages drifting into my bedroom when I opened the door. She just felt that fourteen year old boys were jerky, and, unfortunately, I fell into that condemned category.
