He pushed his fingers into my sodden cunt.
“Shall I service you?” I said. I wanted him to know there were no hard feelings but quite the contrary.
“That would please me,” he said.
I slid down onto my knees. My thumbs were still cuffs together, but I managed to unzip him and take out his c**k. I fed on it greedily, taking it right to the back of my throat before concentrating on the swollen purple glans, licking and sucking, while I slowly rubbed the shaft with my hands. He was very big, fully extended, and it excited me to have him in my grasp, to kneel and serve him with my mouth. It didn’t take him long to come. I kept him in my mouth as the semen shot from him, wanting to take it all down, to swallow what came from deep in the centre of him. When I’d sucked it all out, I cleaned him
