let my finger tease his crack as I swallow him past the point that I think I can take him, deep enough so that I’m almost choking and saliva’s flowing. Then I close my eyes and really focus, blowing him the way I think would feel good to me. I’m proud of how fast I’m able to get him close—too close. He’s writhing around and gripping the back of my head, saying, “oh fuck” over and over like a drunken sing-song.
