"Do you like it here?" Doyle asked as he twists and stretches my perked up nipple.
I squirmed beneath his touch as my moans validated his actions. He would then smile to himself and reward me with a kiss as his fingers then leave a burning trail from my chest down to my torso.
His eyes would then catch my misty ones as he kisses the tip of my phallus before teasing my tip. I squeal in pleasure and cling onto the pillow, holding back my voice as I felt my body beginning to quiver.
"Don't hold your voice back." Doyle grins as he presses two of his fingers into my mouth, forcing it open as my voice leaks out against my will.
My nails dig into the sheets as I feel his warm tongue begin to encircle my tip. And before I realised it, his fingers would slip inside me. He stirs the most sensitive part of my body as I find myself basked in sweet release.
"Doyle... Doyle..." I cried out as I was met with a room void of Doyle.
