You're nervous. Really, that's sweet. I know it can be hard to find a man who appreciates you talents. No one is giving you the opportunity to just let go and act out all of your desires. You just need that safe space and some encouragement.
So come put your face back in my pit and start licking the masculine musky aroma. Now boy, lick on my nipple here. Yeah, good boy. I'm going to hold you so close and keep you safe. I'm going to make sure you worship my cock and teach you all about the things you're going to have to learn to please me. Are you ready?
Work your face up there between my legs and push the pouch of my jockstrap up just a couple of inches so you can get the smell of my raw balls wrapped around your brain. Do you want to inhale? Press your face in my crotch? Maybe you crave my ball and crotch sweat - a lick? A taste?
Now, if you were my boy I'd let you park your face between my legs and pig out on all the built up sex musk you can reach. Feed in my crotch; rut through my ass crack; and hold the hard, hot wet cock against your face - feeling it pulse and dance against your skin. That's your new fragrance. That is my mark; my gift that says I have taken you and look forward to your return.
But will I be back? Will there be a repeat experience? Do you yearn for the fulfillment of spending your talents on the pleasure of another? Someone who gives you the safe space to be fully yourself? Do you even know how deeply slutty you really are? Are you willing to find out?
Next time. Perhaps.
--I stroke it some making your cock majorly wet with your pre
