Chapter 42

“I’m going to make you shoot your load.”

He pulled out of my ass, spun me around, and removed the latex from his dick. His hand wrapped around my dick and began to stroke it. As his jacking job continued, he leaned into me and dove his tongue down the back of my throat. The kiss lasted for what felt like forever as well as his handjob on my dick. I huffed and puffed, felt perspiration glaze my entire torso, and was soon windblown, captive by his hex.

When he pulled away from my mouth, continuing to toy with the cock between my legs, he challenged, “Come on me, Cannon. I want to feel your hot and sticky load over my chest.” He fell to his knees, and his jacking became fierce. Elation buzzed from my toes to the rear of my skull.

I clamped my teeth together, growled, and eventually built my strength up to say to him, “Here it comes. Just what you wanted.”