Chapter 10: Under His Skin
Having Ben positioned between my legs, I push my eight inches of firm tool into his throat, and listen to the model’s sporadic gagging. Continuous thumps and thrusts to his face take over my body. I cannot lie still on the bed’s surface, overwhelmed by my own s****l inclinations. My hip motion to his mouth becomes steady and vibrant. Cordially, I buck my pole into his tight orifice, pull out, and push in again.
Ben, I learn, is no amateur in the man-connected-to-man field. As he obeys his hunger for my shaft with his lips, tongue, and throat, two fingertips strum my bottom’s tight opening, which catapults me into pure elation. This unexpected triumph causes me to whimper with bliss and grit my teeth.
Obviously experienced regarding the delicate process of prov
