I didn’t even get a chance to answer with words. Adrian’s grip in my hair tightened, that perfect mix of control and hunger, and he pulled my mouth forward until the thick, leaking head of his c**k pressed against my lips.
It was so much bigger up close that my jaw already ached in the best way. I parted my lips obediently, tongue flicking out to taste the salty bead of precum waiting for me.
The second I took him in, he groaned—deep, guttural, like he’d been holding it back for years. “That’s it… good f*****g girl. Suck Daddy’s c**k.
I hollowed my cheeks and took him deeper, swirling my tongue around the underside of that fat vein I’d been staring at.
He was heavy on my tongue, stretching my lips wide, and I could already feel my eyes starting to water. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t
