Oliver
Daniel looks so dirty on his knees, especially when I manage to pull my erection out and it hits him on the face.
It serves him right.
Daniel smiles when that happens and moves back a little so he can catch the tip of my dïck in his mouth. As soon as I feel his warmth, my eyes roll with pleasure and I have to grit my teeth. Daniel licks and kisses me gently, like he thinks I'm made of porcelain, but once he takes me fully, I can't restrain myself from pushing hard into his mouth.
Daniel doesn't stop or look uncomfortable, he just keeps sucking me… until I say I'm going to c*m and he pulls away completely. I fücking hate when he does this.
"No! Why?" I complain, dropping my head to the wall. Daniel laughs at me, but helps me get my pants completely off and when he stands up,
