I swear I didn’t do it like bitches in porn vids, squeezing his dick on my neck, or any disgusting shit like that. After I finished college, I moved to NY to start a good new job. Xxnx I started to move my tongue back and fore on his hole. I wanted to tell him something like “Feel free to let a fart in my face”, but I coule barely control myself. It felt just like I was massaging him and not sucking his dick, because he didn’t do anything gay like passing his fingers in my hair or anything. Since that night, Steve would call me anytime he wanted to get his dick sucked or ass rimmed, and whenever he wanted a massage, too, for sure. I loved the idea of being used for comforting his muscles and nerves. He’s 31, single, lives alone and
