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He didn’t have the time to respond. Tess took him back into her mouth, sliding him against her slick, warm lips in a smooth motion. Again, she didn’t begin deepthroating him, but he didn’t mind one bit. She sucked, she twirled her tongue, and she forced delirium upon him. All while continuing to hold him captive with her riveting blue eyes.

For the first time since he’d pulled out his phone, Liam finally thought to check if his phone was getting a decent angle of the lewd proceedings. Fighting to free his gaze, he managed to glance at his screen. He only had about three-fourths of Tess inframe. He wouldn’t be winning any awards for his camera work, that was for sure.

Adjusting things to get a better view of an incredible sight—Tess Williams, brilliant, beautiful, professional, sucking his cock while making bedroom eyes at him—Liam at least assured that the second video would be watchable. By him alone, but it’d undoubtedly hit double-digit views very soon.

Assuming he could stay steady throughout.

That was the challenge Tess seemed to be undertaking. Suctioning her lips together whenever she bobbed her head, she created the ideal vacuum to undermine Liam’s composure. Her tongue worked in tandem with those efforts, a blissful brush pressed tight against his sensitive cock. She maneuvered her head with effortless skill, shifting her attention to yet unattended areas of his cock. Like a lonely icicle facing off against a hair dryer, Liam’s self-control rapidly thawed.

And this still wasn’t even her best effort. He still vividly remembered how quickly he’d come undone in the igloo that had once stood in her backyard. She’d challenged him to last just five minutes, and he had, albeit barely. Of course, he was a bit better at clenching his thighs and keeping himself from erupting nowadays. A bit better.

Liam’s gaze drifted toward the top of his screen. 3:27, it read. Not quite five minutes yet. He was determined to do so again, even if there wasn’t any sort of timer in place for this wondrous event.

At around the four-minute mark, Tess drew back her lips. They stayed around his glans for a moment, snug and warm. Right before she finally disconnected her eyes from his, a telling gleam flashed through them. Liam instinctively prepared himself for the longest plunge that Tess could provide.

He was right to do so. Setting her hand against his balls, renewing her fondling of them, but also as an act of stability forhis cock, Tess dropped her mouth. Liam’s cock met her throat, and then, as if finally given a ticket at the counter, was allowed to pass to the other side.

“Fuck, yes,” he murmured, shrouded in a moment of rapturous bliss. The tightness of Tess’s throat, while familiar, proved just as phenomenal as ever. It pressed against his cock in a way that lips never could, leaving him slightly lightheaded. Tess didn’t allow him much time to recover.

With his cock trapped, Tess purred approvingly. The vibrations further unwound him. She was too damn good at this. The best. She knew it, but he still let the compliment pour out from his mouth.

She rewarded him with the full suite of her talents. His cock barely got any fresh air during the next few minutes. Glistening with saliva, pulsing with pleasure, growing hotter by the second, Tess pumped it into her throat with deep, practiced motions. Euphoria gathered at the gates like an army. It wouldn’t be long before their pillaging began.

The lewd sounds that Tess made didn’t help him hold out. He heard the sound of her overcoming her gagging reflex each time she bobbed her head. It should have been her, yet he was the one who ended up gasping for air. His hips instinctively bucked when Tess brought her mouth back down.

It was somehow sloppy and messy, yet skillful and neat. Tess was in control. She never let it get away from her. She knew what she was doing, and Liam benefited endlessly because of that gleeful fact.

He loved her so much. Every part of him sang with glee when he was around her. Not only when she sent him to his zenith, as she did now. But certainly, now, he was a puppet on her string.

“You’re so fucking wonderful,” he gasped, setting a hand on top of her head. It was an entirely needless gesture; Tess hadalready found the perfect rhythm to lurch him over the edge. But she hummed appreciatively, nonetheless. With one hand playing with his balls, the other on his thigh, she had everything exactly where it needed to be. He wasn’t going to make it to the next minute.

Liam checked his phone one last time. 7:03. Yet, that wasn’t what he focused on. Instead, even though the real thing was right there, it was simply seeing the smaller version of Tess on his phone committing such a salacious act that caused him to break.

He wasrecordinga mature, gorgeous professor as she deepthroated him. She’d done it before, but this somehow hit him harder than he would have thought. This realization led to astonishment, which led to euphoria.

Too much of it.

“Ohhh, Tess,” he gasped, rushing the words out before his cum rushed out. “I’m going to cum!”

She kept deepthroating him. It was as clear a sign as any.

She felt him tense, sensed the impending deluge. Thrusting him in deep, lips against the root of his cock, she held her mouth in place. Her hand’s ministrations on his balls continued, adding the final feather to the pile of stones that broke the scale.

Liam’s hips bucked, trying to rise. Tess used her weight to keep him pinned to the couch. That was how he climaxed. Barely keeping Tess in the frame of his camera, he erupted like a geyser. He had saved up over the past five days.

Throttled by pleasure, Liam painted Tess’s throat white. Deep, powerful spurts saw to that. With each pulsation of his cock, Liam descended deeper into a dizzyingly fierce sense of euphoria. His head practically lolled to one side as his seed gushed out. Every part of him felt dissociated, overcome by the truly unraveling sensation that accompanied one of Tess’s blowjobs.

How he loved her.

While he came down from his high, Tess held him within her throat. She’d stay like that for many seconds more. Her eyes, once more turned upward, saw every sign of euphoria that her skill had inflicted upon him. And more.

If Liam had been in a more perceptive state, he might have noticed something significant about the way she looked at him. A perfect match to the way he looked at her.

Chapter Eleven

His Prize

Liam needed almost half as long as he’d lasted—seven minutes and thirty-four seconds—to recover. While he did so, Tess licked him clean. Holding his cock loosely in her hand, she provided the necessary motions to unburden his cock of cum, which she collected with her tongue. She wasn’t done with him yet. Fortunately, Liam’s recovery time was pretty good, so she wouldn’t have to worry about him resting on her couch fortoolong.