Isaac

"Earn the right to eat my cum," Michael, my boss, growls, thrusting his cock deeper down my throat. His hand tangles in my hair, yanking me forward with a force that makes my eyes water. "You lied to me, Carter. First, you tell me you're taking a family vacation, then gang members show up to the office and threaten me? Yeah, you owe me a whole fucking lot."

I hate his condescension, but I hate needing him more. Still, it's not like I don't enjoy this, but this is all ...