Beryl's birthday suit

She is experiencing what few ever will - the oral orgasm that begins in the mouth and throat, and then radiates outward in cascading waves, causing a flood of physical and emotional bliss.
She continues to suck and swallow as he groans in ecstatic release, busting his bloated balls, each spasm delivering more of his DNA into her stomach.


When his cock is finally too sensitive to continue, he pulls from her and collapses on the nearest seat, completely satisfied.
She licks him clean and savors his salty donation before swallowing the last of it.
Beryl is a woman now.
After a minute, he leans over, kisses her forehead, and says, "You seemed very nervous, but you're a good cocksucker. Thanks for the amazing blowjob. Good girl!"
As he zips up and starts to walk out, Beryl says, "My pleasure."
She's not lying.

Beryl is kneeling on the dirty floor of an adult book store theater, her makeup smeared, wig askew, knees chafed, jaw aching, throat throbbing, another man's entire ejaculate in her stomach, and her mouth filled with the soapy taste and smell of fresh semen.
It's the first time she's ever sucked another man's cock, and without her own penis even being touched, it was the most pleasurable and satisfying sexual experience she's ever had.
She loves being a cocksucker.
She used to be so afraid, so anxious, so worried about..
what?
What others think?

She begins sobbing uncontrollably.