The scent of his musk enveloped me, and my tongue danced around his member. Each bob and slurp echoed in the confined space, a lewd melody of desire. The throbbing warmth in my lower stomach intensified, and I couldn't help but writhe a bit.
"Mnhhhh..." I moaned, the sound muffled by the thick flesh in my mouth. This was something else, something raw and primal, something I couldn't resist even if I tried.
I created all sorts of indecent sounds as I took its full length in my mouth.
"Hh... bwah... suck.... nhhh..."
I plunged it into my throat repeatedly.
"Hey, look up here," the man directed. I followed his command. "Good," he praised, rough fingers running through my hair as it moved back and forth.
It was mighty embarrassing, but I couldn't halt. The more I sucked, the more the masculine flavor spread through my mouth, turning my tongue and lips into a ravenous force, like a famished beast.
