Isabella looked up at Liam with a wicked glint in her eye as she knelt before him on the bed. She licked her lips hungrily, eyeing his throbbing erection like a starving woman presented with a feast.
"Mmm, you're so hard for me already," she purred, wrapping her small hand around his thick shaft and stroking him slowly. "I can't wait to taste you."
Liam groaned, his hips bucking forward involuntarily as she pumped him. "Fuck, Isabella, your hands feel so good..."
She flashed him a sultry smile before leaning in and swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, lapping up the bead of precum that had formed there. "Mmmm," she hummed appreciatively. "You taste even better than I remember."
Her pink tongue darted out, tracing the ridges and veins of his shaft before she took him into her hot mouth, inch by inch. Liam's head fell back against the pillow with a guttural moan as she began to suck him off, her plump lips stretched wide around his girth.