Click, click, click....

I feel the heat rising again, it’s still white hot. Submit. Thompson speaks, I try to understand the words, something about an apology. He wants me to apologize to Peeking. Submit. I say I’m sorry. Peeking says “not good enough, I wants summing’ betta. Dos lips, yeah, I want dem lips on me”. As this is being said I can feel pressure on my shoulders, easing me to the floor in front of Peekin. Submit. My hands are placed on his waist band, I hold on to his hips as he sways closer to me. Submit. My hands find the buttons of his pants and I work them, the pants drop to the floor. Submit. I slide the boxers down below his knees and can feel the heat of him. Submit. A faint cinnamon scent wafts into my nostrils. The office is dim but a healthy cock is easily visible, healthy and rising.
Peekin says “neva had no virgin mouth befo, I be easy hunny, slow and easy…and deep”. I lick my lips. Touching my first ever cock, I so want to enjoy this. I close my hand around it. It’s warm, I can feel its heat rising up my arm. Its firming up even as I hold it, it feels alive in my tiny red tipped fingers. God the contrast alone is making me quiver. I raise it slowly, moving it toward my lips, a kiss first, the heat is wonderful on my lips. Then a lick. I want to bath the entire thing with my tongue, impossibly wrap my tongue around it and take it home like a warm puppy.

It tastes clean and has a sweetness about it, cinnamon again? As the mushroom cap passes my lips and I suck……this thing feels like 5 pounds of warm meat, now I WANT it in my mouth. Ooooohhhhmmmm, the warmth is more than I expected, and so much more pliable than a piece of silicone. But the size around is about the same, that’s good, it relaxes a few fears. Plus, I am loving the soft/hard feel in my mouth while I alternate tonguing under the head with full on sucking. I push it to the back of my throat, a deep moan utters out of Peekin, “oh yeah baby thazz it, swallow it all”.