The outline of Damon’s hard cock is directly in front of me, and I internally celebrate when it jerks with my attention. “Take it out,” Damon says in a low command. I pull at the belt, the smooth leather cool on my overheated skin. The small silver prong refuses to let go, and I have to lean closer to gain better leverage. My neck grows warm with embarrassment when it’s clear I’m struggling with the simple task.
