CHAPTER 3
And I lower my head again, sliding him to the back of my mouth, then bobbing faster, my lips tightening around his shaft, my mouth sucking each time I lift my head.
I swirl my tongue around the length of his shaft with every stroke, and I start to drool around the corners of my mouth. His hips are bucking again, pistoning up and down raggedly, trying to keep up with my strokes.
I love listening to him, groaning, panting, swearing, and really, calling my name, almost as a mantra.
Suddenly, he stops and stiffens, and I open my eyes to look at him. He has two big handfuls of sheets, and his eyes are wide open, staring.
Then his eyes close, his face contorts and his hips lift, ramming his cock deep into my mouth. I have hot cum spurting into my throat, filling my mouth and overflowing from my lips.
I clamp down even tighter, not wanting to lose a drop, and he writhes on the bed, hips pumping, cock captive in my mouth. He growls, cries, moans and finally collaps
