ADAM'S POINT OF VIEW
I’m standing in front of the sexiest God in the Universe, listening to his powerful voice that lists the rules that I will gladly obey.
“Kneel.” I fall to my knees instantly, swallowing hard when I see that his beautiful d**k is right in front of my mouth, a long, thick, masterpiece that turns my mouth into a waterfall and stirs something in me, an unbearable urge to grab it and suck it until my jaw hurts, lick every inch of it, take it deep and keep it there until I’m about to throw up, but I can’t because I know that if I’ll do, he’ll stop, and that’s the last thing I want.
“Two. You will look at me only if I address you, if I don’t, you’ll look down. Understood?” Jesus, I’ll finish by him talking, by hearing his powerful voice, dominant, but professional business
