My hands clutched the cushions beside me. His fingers laced through my hair, gripping my head for leverage as he thrust his length into my mouth and grunted at the pleasure of this play. I flattened my tongue and danced it over the mushroom-like head; he groaned in pleasure as I bobbed my head up and down his length.
I heard him exhale sharply when I hollowed my cheeks and sucked the life of this big meat out of my mouth. My jaw was getting numb—the time didn’t register in my head how long he had been enjoying my mouth now—but I wanted to make the most out of this and savor the moment. I tried to push him further down at the back of my throat to take more of him, but I gagged.
He chuckled. He was clearly enjoying it.
I let go to take in a lungful of air. His hand gently wiped the saliva
