His hips began to move, slowly at first, then faster, f*****g my mouth with shallow thrusts. I gagged slightly as he hit the back of my throat, but he just groaned louder, his pleasure echoing off the balcony walls.
"Your mouth feels so f*****g good," he growled, his fingers gripping my hair tighter.
I could feel him getting closer, his c**k swelling in my mouth. I started to pull back, but he held me in place, his hips moving faster.
"Where do you think you're going?" he panted. "I'm not done with you yet."
He thrust deep, his c**k hitting the back of my throat as he came with a roar. I struggled to swallow, his c*m filling my mouth faster than I could handle. It was messy and dirty, and I f*****g loved it.
As he pulled out, I gasped for breath, wiping my mouth with the back of my ha
