He should be scared...he should be very very scared right now....The Chinese revered dragons as fearsome creatures, a symbol of power, strength, and good luck for people who are worthy of it. When awoken, they were these unstoppable powerhouses of sheer willpower, and a woman could easily be compared to one as they too were unstoppable forces of nature when provoked. A woman's sexuality could be compared to that of the sleeping Chinese Dragon. When awoken, you best be prepared for whatever comes next, because she wasn't going to stop until she was satisfied....and you were crumbled on the floor saying things in Swahili, because you were now speaking in tounges due to the liters, nay, gallons of cum she'd just practically sucked out of your cock like she'd been drinking a creamy white milkshake in the most erotic way imaginable, from a thick non-bendy straw. Your cock basically WAS that straw, and the contents of your balls were that little bit of shake juuuuuust at the bottom of the glass where the straw couldn't really reach...but with enough effort managed to suck out with enough strong suction.
From that mental imagine alone, anyone would know they were in deep shit...he'd made a very grave mistake...this man was about to loose thoughts from his childhood. Let this be repeated a second time for effect: He was about to loose precious memories FROM HIS CHILDHOOD....due to the need for space the memory of her sucking him off, not like a porn star, a Porn Star learned her trade by practice and patience, this was a woman who'd reached the pinical of Sexual Desire - which couldn't be taught or learned over time - it either happened or it DIDN'T; This memory would take up more than enough space, a linger thought really as he had to live with this woman...and he had to live with the thought that if he could get her worked up enough, he could get her to do this...probably more than once.
The second she caught her breath, it became any movie having to do with a girl being possessed by an otherworldly force...(but she was possessed with Desire.) The second her eyes met with his cock, she carefully acted like she was getting up, taking off her panties and panties in the process...doing away with her socks and sheoes...trying not to act like she was this possessed person about to take him for a wild ride...but when her last sock fell to the ground..he should have been thinking..'why is she being so quiet'...because the next second she was pushing him down into the sofa by his midsection, just above his belly button, so he couldn't move an inch, at least that was the intended effect, she wasn't going to hold him here for long...Fingers soon wrapped around his shaft, and a mouth found his cock's tip, sucking on the red tip without restraint, hot and heavy, saliva drenching the tip of his cock as she sucked it back into her greedy little mouth, taking just the tip in as her eyes softened, like his cock being in her mouth tended to an inch she couldn't scratch. Tongue, swirling payfully around his head, eyes glued to his now, stroking his shaft with her free hand as the other hand left his chest to hold the based of his monster. Attending to the swollen crimson red tip that needed attention desperately before it practically turned purple.Taking him back in, she again sucked on about 2 inches of his cock like she was trying to make his toes curl to the point where they popped off his feet.