It stuck to the back of my throat, clinging like oil. He didn’t even shift much.He waited.I watched as his cock softened in front of me, slowly deflating between his thighs, still slick with spit and cum. Gay porn I should have hated it. You live between cheeks now.”My tongue kept moving, faster, deeper, ignoring the ache in my jaw, the burning in my lungs. Every grunt was a confirmation that I was performing exactly the way I was supposed to.I didn’t care that it was Jason. My nose was pressed so deep between his cheeks that every breath was his scent. I gagged softly, but kept going.Jason watched from the rim chair, lazily stroking his half-hard cock as he guided me. But Sean still hadn’t said a word. You want to please your Master, don’t you?”I whimpered against him, the word Master sending a spike through my chest. Under the chair leg. I could feel their eyes on me, appraising, expectant.Then Jason’s voice broke the silence.“Look at that. He knew what he was doing to me. “Bathroom. That soaked into my nose, my mouth, my memory.Jason groaned above me, voice taut. He plopped down into it like a man settling in for a show, then looked up at Sean.“You want front row,
