As we switch places you sit straight on the bed and I stand in front of you. My hard thick cock stands out to you. Slowly you approach my cock. You cl...se your mouth around it. With small quick blows you start to suck the head of my cock. The warmth of your lips around the head makes me shiver. You twist your tongue around my cock, making it rock hard. Gently you massage my balls with your hands while you suck my cock with a steady pace. The feeling of you licking my cock is overwhelming. I. "I'd make you feel special." I do feel special," I said truthfully, cause his hand was sliding under my hair, along my neck and shoulders, just rubbing me."I mean all the time," Matt nodded."Hmmm..." I looked down and then gave a little gasp as I realized my short white skirt had ridden up pretty high."What?" Matt narrowed his eyes and I was glad he hadn't noticed."Do you wanna sit outside?" I asked, tugging my skirt down, so it covered the little pink thong I was wearing. I wasn't supposed to. Before he had a daily diet of pizza, pulling off their legs and sprinkling them with salt or sugar packets that he stole from restaurants, he sometimes snacked on germy cockroaches for protein and sustenance to survive. He liked the hard crunching sound of his teeth breaking their shells before the guts of them oozed out on his tongue, in his mouth, and down his throat. A bitter, nutty taste, eating dirty cockroaches, was better than going hungry and starving to death. With the space between. Stone. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his back to his ass, squeezing it. “You are going to be such a delight.”“I'm not afraid of your whips,” he growled.“Good,” I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder blades. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salt of his sweat.My pussy was so wet.I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on.