“Siegfried,” I moan when the tip of his cock kisses my opening. I thought when he said he wanted to cum inside of me he meant my mouth. I brace my hands on his shoulders because as much as I want to taste him, I need this more. I want him to fill me up and hold me close. I longed for that connection with him even when he was going down on me.

“You want that, don't you, little flower? This way you can feel me all day.” I whimper my response. What I want even more is to drop all the way ...