"f**k me with your mouth, Charlie." He anchors his hand on the back of my neck and plows my face into his crotch. I have no choice but to open my mouth and take him whole.
My tongue thrashes against the bottom of his c**k, taking in the taste of musk and salt. It's not bad, though. In fact, I like it. I tilt my head to the side and slide my tongue along the ridge of the head, my eyes peering up at Chasen. His head is resting against the back glass of the truck, looking down at me with a haze of pleasure fogging his eyes. I sheath my teeth with my lips, not wanting to nip him, and take the top of his head into my mouth, sucking it in with force.
"Suck me harder," he whispers, thrusting his hips upward. I hold him at the base of his length and perch my lips over the head of his c**k. I suc
