~~~Ryder~~~

She licked her lips again, nodding slowly, almost reverently. “Yes… I want it. I want to taste you, Ryder. I want to take care of you like you take care of me.”

Her small hand wrapped around the thick base of my cock, fingers barely able to close all the way around my girth. She gave it a slow, experimental stroke from root to tip, squeezing just right, twisting her wrist at the head. A thick drop of precum oozed out, and she leaned forward, her hot breath ghosting over the sensitive head.

Then she took me into her mouth.

“Fuuuuck,” I hissed through clenched teeth as her warm,...