Roshan felt need build inside her to the point she couldn't take it. She gave his lips one final kiss and slid underneath the blankets, pushing him onto his back. Her mouth closed over the head of his erection, and a long sigh travelled through her. She slid slowly down the length of him. She moved her mouth back up his shaft, taking her time, applying pressure with her lips, loving him with her tongue. Roshan kissed the tip of his cock and licked at the head before surrounding him again and gliding back down. She slipped her hand between his legs and cupped his balls, massaging gently while the fingers of her other hand encircled the base of his cock.
Even though she knew her former husband enjoyed this and craved the heat of her mouth, it was always as much for her as it was for him. She loved the smoothness of his erection, the power of his rigid length pulsing in her palm. She revelled in his responsiveness to her touch. She hummed against his shaft and glanced up from under her hair. Roshan let his shaft pop from her mouth and continued to stroke him with her hand while she dipped beneath him and tongued his balls. Her wet mouth slid over him, lapping, teasing. Her lips worshipped his sensitive skin.