JUDE
I can feel myself leaking in my jeans.
When I tasted him, I wanted more. No, I needed more. My mouth watered just by looking at him, and I just had to have him. His precum is a little salty, his musk combined with his cologne and a lotion he uses all create this heady, intoxicatingly horny scent that I am this close to start rutting on his foot as I fuck him with my mouth.
Having his dick in my mouth is satisfying me in ways I never thought I could ever be satisfied. The act alone is enough to make me moan as I worship the hard length, as I feel his thighs tremor, and know I am doing this to him. As I feel the way he leaks down my throat, making me leak in response, too.
I don't want it to end too fast. I want to have him fucking my mouth hard, fast … ruthlessly. So much that I will only open my mouth and let him have his way. Feel his pubic bone hitting my face every time he pushes in, his balls slapping me with every in and out movement.
