“You’re going to suck my cock,” he repeats. “You’re not going to touch yourself. You’re going to work your mouth on my dick until I’m ready to come. Then, when I tell you to, you’re going to climb up here, straddle my lap, and swallow my cock with that sweet slit.” He leans in closer. “And when I’m filling you, that’s when you can come. And that’s when you can kiss me.” He releases my neck and leans back. “Start.”
