“Please, Walt,” I whispered, my breath visible in the cold air.
“I dunno.” He nibbled on my chin and worked his way to my ear. “You’ve been very bad. Why should I?”
“I’ll do anything, I swear it.”
“That right?” He moved back. “Blow me. Right now, out in the open.”
No problem. I dropped to my knees on the hard, cold ground, uncaring of the freezing temperature or the hard, packed dirt beneath my jeans. “Like this?” I asked as I looked up at him, adoration in my gaze. This, right here, was what I wanted. How could I have forgotten?
His breath hitched. “Yes, just like that.” He took his cock out, firm and leaking, and I opened wide, ready to take him in. “God, you have no idea what you look like. So eager.”
Walt fed me his cock, little by little. I sucked him, nibbled gently on the thin skin, and swallowed him whole. He moaned as I grabbed his hips to keep me steady as I moved back and forth, wanting to give him the best blow job ever.