“I expect no less, Jacques.”
I used my tongue and tasted all over his c**k while still stroking it. I watched as I jacked him off, squeezing the head enough for him to produce more precum. I slurped it off, licking my lips as well and forming a good-boy smile at him. “I want your milk, Sir,” I whispered. “Please?”
Nicholas gave me a long gaze, our eyes locking intensely, and he took his own meat and beat off furiously at my face. This happened for about a minute until he couldn’t control his hard breaths. “Take it, Jacques! Take it in your mouth! Now!” He let out a loud grunt to get me ready for it.
And I did. There it was, the taste of him flooding my mouth, a rich and acquired taste that was sexually hotter than it was tasty. I tightened my eyes shut while swallowing the first gulp. I
