You’ll thank me.”“Yes, Sir.”“You’ll swallow the taste of your own hole like it’s my cum.”“Yes, Sir.”He slapped my ass again—harder this time. Gay porn I gagged and swallowed instinctively, coating his shaft with fresh spit.“Get it nice and wet.”I moaned around him, tongue working the underside, cheeks hollowing around the girth. My caged cock throbbed violently—pointless, untouched, leaking.“You’re hard again.”“Yes, Sir.”“You’re hard from me milking your hole like a pump.”“Yes, Sir.”“Pathetic.”He slid in once more, deeper still, and held it there.“I own every part of you. Five. You’re supposed to stay open and let me do what I want.”“Yes, Sir.”He pulled back and drove in again—slow this time, agonizingly slow—and I could feel every vein on his cock drag through me like rough silk.Sean leaned over, his chest brushing my back. Because I belong here. I’d leaned in. They feed each other. Face me.”I scrambled up, trying not to stumble. Face me.”I scrambled up, trying not to stumble. I could feel his cock resting against my hole, his hands adjusting my hips like a thing being prepped for mounting.Then: a pause.I heard him breathe out hard through his nose.
