Kim Taehyung || Pretty When You Cry On The Bedroom Floor

Your mouth was desperate to taste him and not only taste that salty, hot piece of him but to feel the pulsing flesh and the perfect shape of it between your lips and fucking your throat. He hardly needed to force your head on to it because you were so eager to be throat-fucked, to inspire those creamy beads of pre-cum to his tip, for them to spill out into your mouth and be relished and swallowed and keep on sucking for more.You sucked on him hard and enthusiastically. You greedily circled the head of his cock and the frenulum with your tongue then plunging your head down on his shaft, cheeks sucked in to give that tight contact to his cock and hitting your tonsils with his tip, matching your racing heart beat for beat.