I cooed, “Will you make me cum?” –already knowing he would.

I, too, like foregone conclusions.

Blind I can feel you move positions, never stopping with fingers or mouth, but now I can smell your cock, so close to my eager slutty lips that want nothing more than to devour every hard inch you give. My pussy squeezes and contracts at the idea. Your thighs flank my face and your cock begins to dip into my warm mouth. This is not a position I am normally into, I tend to forget and let my own orgasm slide away as I get involved in how much I love sucking your cock. But this time it was not a factor, I knew you were going to make me cum, even if the feeling did subside, you could bring it right back and in the moment I was thoroughly enjoying making your cock even harder. Feeling the strength of your thighs and your body hovering above me was such a turn on, I lost my self into working your cock and balls.

Oh right. What did I say before? Yes, foregone conclusions.