At my question, he opens his eyes and his abs flex. He looks at his cock – it’s smudged with blue – and then, at me. “Fucking perfect.” Smiling, I lick up that vein I’ve been thinking about and his hips jerk. God, his cock is a miracle, I swear. Thick and long and sturdy, and I need to get back to it. So I do. Grabbing the base of it, I suck on the crown again, all the while swirling my tongue.
