Inside, I was a mess. His voice was rough, but there was a warmth to it, like he was trying to be kind despite the exhaustion hanging off him.“Steak Frites,” I said, glancing up from the stove. “With veggies. Gay porn You don’t give a shit about anyone but yourself.”Damon shifted in his seat, looking at them intently. His breath came in harsh, uneven gasps, his body coiled, hips driving up as he got closer to the edge. “Fuck, oh fuckkkk, shit, I’m gonna cum.”With a final thrust, I felt him tense, his cock jerking, throbbing in my mouth as he shot ropes of thick, warm cum, it’s not massive like before but it’s still intense, he spurted maybe 5 ropes down my throat. He just chuckled, the sound deep and rough, vibrating through me. “You’ll live,” he teased, reaching over to grab a plate from the cupboard. “Besides, you need something to balance out that pretty face of yours.”I forced a smile, trying to hide how hard my heart was pounding, he always keeps saying shit like that. He would grunt and whisper dirty things, pounding that huge fucker into me, leaving me fucked up.
