This man, whoever he is, he reaches out, stroking my cheek. His thumb runs back and forth, soothing me. When it slides across my lips, I watch him, waiting. He presses against my mouth, and I open up, licking him once again.

“You ever sucked a man’s cock?”

“No.”

“You want to try?”

“It’s your night.”

“Yeah, and I got what I wanted. Now I can explore with you. One night. You can do whatever you want.”

“Do you want my mouth on you?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve just finished. Is that even possible?”

“Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll show you.”

Is it wrong that I adore that smile? I don’t know him. For all I know it could be his axe-murderer smile, but I like it. I want him to keep on smiling at me exactly like that and more. Is that crazy?

He pulls me close, and his thumb grazes across my lip. “This mouth is designed to suck, to take a cock deep. You’re going to gag on mine, but that’s okay. I can handle that.”

His lips crash about mine as he sinks his fingers in my hair. I place a hand on his chest, kissing him back, and the pleasure consumes me.

so sore, and yet I want more. I’m hungry for more. This is one night

mouth, and I open up for him. Tasting him, I slide

into his hair, I

way I want

head is bowed back, his lips trailing from mine to

I don’t care.

This feels so good.

it would be. When he holds me still and his mouth continues to travel, a gasp escapes me as his

what

drive

doesn’t budge from licking and sucking at my breasts. I’ve

fucking sexy and

go of my hair, and I

wanting him to stop, to keep on going because I love it. I love the feeling of him touching me,

domination drives me

moment than in his arms, awake, alert, waiting to

he stops. He smirks as he

time for you to learn something

been inside me now

watching him,

flaccid just a few minutes ago,

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