I’m not stupid.“I want one of those ube cheesecakes your wife made before.”“I’ll even give you two.”“Done.” I offered my hand.After we shook, Simon walked away backward and pointed at me. Gay porn I’m gonna wreck this throat of yours.”Letting him do what he wanted, I held on to Derek’s massive thighs and stayed still.He showed no mercy as the throat-fucking sped up. His dick is in full view.I kept my head down, but my eyes drank in Derek’s meat.His voice raised. The rest formed white ropes of liquid on my chest and abs.“Get ready. At least until my hard-on subsides.But as I wiped down tables, Derek’s grunts—although lower in volume—continued.Shit. He saw me.“Why do you think I put up a show? Adding spit to make it more slippery.As I loosened, I wanted more. I’m going to breed you. “Chris, are you okay?”“Anything I can help you with?” I asked, tearing my gaze away from his dick.“No, I’m good. Go ahead.”“Thanks, man.” He squeezed my arm with a huge hand. The thought of him not being able to shoot for a few days filled me with anticipation.“Can’t take it anymore.
