Eric was struck silent with fear. Unable to move, he could only watch as Beatrice climbed onto the bed between his legs on all fours, carefully pawing towards him seductively, swaying her hips behind her. Although his mind was wrapped in terror, his cock responded with a twitch into the air, signalling to its new mistress that it wanted her undivided attention. As she crept ever closer, he became more and more aware of the tension in his cock. He could feel her breath on the underside of his shaft now, and she gently teased along its length with her tongue, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine.
"Ughh...oh, fuck, that feels so good," he groaned as she slid her tongue down to his balls, taking each one in her mouth and teasing them before moving back to his shaft, pausing at the sensitive spot under the head and flicking it repeatedly with the tip of her skilled tongue.
"Please...please...suck me...I need to feel it in your mouth," Eric begged as Beatrice's tricks already began to break his mind. She pointed his cock straight into the air between her index finger and thumb, slowly plunging it into her warm, moist mouth, drawing a gasp from his lips and a colossal shudder from his body. Sucking hard and moving her mouth up and down slowly, she fondled his balls with one hand and scratched at his chest with the other, her pointed nails leaving marks over his naked body.