Kevin arched and rested his hands on some papers. He shouldn't have crushed them, but the pleasure was so great he couldn't help it. Admittedly, Kevin had no comparison, but he was sure that Jack was the true master of French love.
"Ohhhhh ...!" Kevin groaned, unable to cope with the pleasure. He closed his eyes and, breathing heavily, shamelessly allowed Jack to dance his tongue around his cock. Kevin's fingers tightened tighter, and the professor hoped these were documents he wouldn't have to return.
A spasm of pleasure shook the young professor's belly. Moore felt fulfillment filled him, and then he filled Jack.
Lambert stood up and removed steamed glasses from Moore's face. Kevin saw Jack wiping his lips with satisfaction. His eyes sparkled happily.
"Better?" Moore asked his lover.
He didn't have to ask, he could see Lambert was in a better mood. However, it was a good way to start a conversation.
