Trying her hardest to keep her body still, lest damage her already shredded dress further, she concentrates on relaxing her throat, taking almost all of him in, over and over as his thrusts into her. She knows he is close, she can feel him twitching on her tongue, her hands grasp at his bum, pulling him further in. If she was feeling brave, she’d pull off him slowly, tease the tip with her swirling tongue before bobbing up and down repeating the process over and over. But she desperately wants to be his good girl and knows he needs a release, so instead she hums around him, the vibrations a sure fire way to speed up his ecstasy. It doesn’t take long for her to hear his praises.