His commanding order gave me just the little push I needed to stick out my tongue and slowly run it over the tip of his pink, shiny glans.
When I tasted that delicious cold, clear liquid, everything in me rose up.
It didn't take me long to start running my tongue all over his shaft, feeling his veins throbbing beneath it.
In a moment, Bicker let go, giving me the chance to take it in my fist, which I couldn't even close.
“f**k, Onyx... now use your whole mouth,” he ordered once more.
Hearing his command, I looked up and watched him. His lips were half open, panting, his muscles tensing. It was clear that Bicker was aroused by my work.
At first I felt self-conscious, but when I noticed his satisfaction, a wave of confidence washed over me.
***
Bicker.
For years, I had felt dozens o
