Nikolai
With one final, brutal thrust, King's c*m shoots down my throat. I swallow every drop of the salty discharge, groaning around his throbbing member in my mouth.
"Good f*****g slut," King growls, withdrawing his c**k and stuffing it back into his sweatpants. I kneel on the floor between his legs, waiting for his next instruction. He stares down at me with those intense, amber eyes. "What do you say?"
I bite my lip. "Thank you, Daddy," I reply, feeling my own d**k twitch. I wonder what had him so worked up in the first place that he f****d my mouth like it did something wrong to him. My jaw aches, but I don't mind it.
This whole thing began a few years ago when I became curious about how it would feel to suck d**k, so I asked King, and instead of kicking my ass like I thought he
