He stares at me in a long assessment. “You’re furry as a bear. Let me see it all,” he says.
“Only if you promise the same for me,” I reply.
“If you’ll let me suck your cock first.”
“Deal.” I remove my every stitch and stand proudly before him, cock erect below my great belly and heavy tits. I stand with hands on hips and as he stares, I do a couple thrusts to encourage. “Suck me,” I finally say and he comes over, drops to his knees, and takes me into his mouth.
How hungry he is! He puts the boys at the docks to shame with a pull that is constant. I run my hands through his hair as he feeds and though I want to hold off coming because I want to spend in his ass, I can’t stop the rise. I begin to carry on something awful. “Oh, suck it out of me, Patrick, feed on me, and oh fuck, it’s here.” Silence descends as I enjoy a massive come, two weeks torture spent in this eager mouth. He sucks until I’m dry and keeps on, savoring my soft cock until I ease him off. “Now you,” I say. “Undress.”