"Now be good and continue milking your wine from my mouth."

I didn't fight. He was stronger mentally, and he knew it. In addition, his unconventional manners and behavior made me weak in the knees. I was hooked by this handsome monster! I drank the wine from his mouth like a chick getting food from its mother's beak. Each time I sucked on the wine, his body pressed harder on mine. His extended organ crushed my tummy, and I became horny as well. The last two times I milked his oral cavity, I ground my pelvis against his erection.

When the glass was empty, Morris gazed at me and said,...