Sucking Cock For Movie Role Pt 5

“Come for me, baby! Come for me!” I urged. Cum was flying from his cock in great sticky strands that coated his stomach and chest.
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* Jeff *
I mentioned earlier that improvisation was not one of my strengths. Where’s a good playwright when I need one? I was straining with my words, hoping to somehow capture the intensity of what I was feeling in a way that would get through Daniel’s reserve and convince him of my sincerity. Just feeding him, watching his lips accept my little offerings, gave me the most incredible sense of satisfaction. Then he took my fingers into his mouth, giving me a hint of what I already knew he was capable of doing with that tongue, and words deserted me. I kissed him instead, cupping his face in both hands.
When I felt I could speak again, I murmured, “Baby, it’s getting cold out, and we have dinner reservations, but if you keep that up I might just decide to have you instead, right here on the roof.”
Daniel’s eyes smoldered as though he thought that sounded like a good idea. “What do you think about getting takeout instead?” he asked. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to claim that rain check.” Oh hell, yes! I had been extremely lucky to secure a reservation at the very expensive restaurant where I had planned our dinner, but I pulled out my phone and canceled without a second thought. I noticed we were both walking a bit stiffly as we descended the stairs to ground level. Yes, Daniel was definitely as eager as I was.
Noticing the way he paled and clutched at the handle as I pulled out of the university parking lot, I made a conscious effort to drive safely and responsibly. Was I...