#they took turns
ok but ask yourself this about your otp
- which one hogs the blanket
- which one cuts the other’s hair
- which one makes coffee for the other every morning
- which one picks up the pizza
- which one likes their music on full volume
- which one complains about the crumbs on the bed
- which one is ticklish
- which one sings and which one plays the music
- which one proposes
“Oh good, you’re here. Follow me.”
Which I did, past the squad, into the last room at the end of a back corridor, where he took off his belt, dropped his pants, and sat back, legs spread, while I knelt and worshiped him for the next 45 mins, giving him everything he wanted (as well as a few things he wasn’t expecting) before letting him release all in, and swallowing the huge load he dumped deep in my mouth.
When he was done and sucked clean, he got up, pulled up his pants, put on his belt, and said, looking down at me “stay there, the boys will be in for some service” as he left. And they were, one after the other, unzipping and unloading in my mouth … all NINE of them.
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