And licked the tip of his shaft.
She brought her tongue back. And did it again. And again. Then, with increasing confidence, she began to treat it like an ice lolly.
Only, it wasn’t cold – it was warm. Very warm. And Dawn had never licked something so fleshy, yet so hard.
She brought her lips up to the tip and kissed it, softly. She withdrew again, slightly, seeing what would happen next. As there was no discernible reaction, Dawn leaned in again and opened her mouth wider, giving it what was known as a ‘Deep Kiss’.
She spent a few minutes slobbering over the head of his willy before she got the impression that she should give the rest of his mighty Pikachu some attention. She licked the underside of the shaft, lower, then lower still, arching her back underneath the object of her affection as she got closer and closer to the end.
She could see his balls swinging gently in front of her, and idly wondered if there would be a Pokémon inside.
She was at the root now, the enormous thing resting on her forehead. She could feel his weight. It wasn’t much, but she could still feel the heft of it on her, like a warm hand patting her head. Looking up at its underside, she wondered what else she was supposed to do with this strange thing; her decision made, she brought o...