PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Slurping sounds filled the air as I sucked harder, saliva dripping down his length, making it shiny and slick.
I gagged when I tried to go deeper, his cock bumping the back of my throat, but I pushed through, eyes watering. Tears blurred my vision, but the burn felt good, raw. I hollowed my cheeks, creating suction that pulled a groan from him. His hips jerked up a little, fucking my mouth gently. I let it get messy—spit trailing from my lips, coating his balls as I reached down to cup them, rolling them in my palm, feeling how full they were.