“Yes sir,” I said, taking his enormous dick in my hands as I stroked it—my movements were immature and naive, but the way he threw his head back with, his mouth gaping open with his eyes shut as a raspy moan ripped through his throat did something to me.

My mind burned with passion to do more, craving to hear him moan loud, knowing I was the one doing this to him.

His shaft jerked in my hands, as the long veins underneath it, pulsed with blood flowing through.

My tongue darted out, licking the bead of precum on the head, and I purred in pleasure at the salty taste,...