Eventually, one of the other men set his napkin on the table and stood up. “I’m afraid I can’t wait any more…” I nodded to him, and he left the table, moving to stand in front of you.
“Well, girl, your master tells me you suck cock like you were born to it. He tells me you’re a greedy little bitch.” Your face flushes, but I can see your nipples are still taut, and not from the cold any longer. “Let’s see if he was lying.”
He unzips his slacks and pulls out his cock, rubbing the flaccid member on your lips. You look to me, but I shake my head and point to him. You look up into his eyes and open your mouth.
He wastes no time letting his cock fall into your lips, and the suction of your mouth has him stiffening in no time. His cock was shorter than mine, but thicker, and it stretched the corners of your mouth almost painfully. More, he did not take his time, letting you coax him off. Instead, he fucked your mouth almost from the first moment, grabbing fistfuls of your hair and jerking your head up and down along the length of his shaft.
