Finn O’Rourke turned into an animal between my legs. His mouth worked my d**k over, pushing his throat on its plump mass. His head shot up and down, sucking the island life out of me. He pulled down on my ball sack with his right hand and panted between a string of sucks and slurps, attempting to catch his breath.
Eventually, he held the base of my erection with his right hand, pulled its excess skin down, and started to lick its cap and upright shaft, slow mouth strokes causing pre-ejaculate to exit the narrow slip at the top, which he wiped away with his left hand.
His tongue discovered my inner thighs, circling their meaty muscles, and traveled northward. Finn hypnotized me with kisses to my navel and abs. And I became bemused by his lips against my pecs. His teeth gently pinched one
