His cock was rock hard and I went to work. I bobbed my mouth up and down on it, using my tongue on the up stroke to add sensation and massaging his clenched ass hole. I went into that special cocksucker zone of consciousness where the only thing you’re aware of is the big dick you’re sucking on. He’d grab my head and press down to bury full length in my throat or he’d hold my head up so that he could fuck a few inches at a time into my mouth
" I stood, pulled the shirt over my head and stood before him, clad only in a pair of black panties, the nipples clamps and the metal chain between them, dangling from my chest.
My cock, encased in the cock ring which went under my balls as well, bulged outward. It was obvious how much I was enjoying this. He reached up and twisted the clamp on my left nipple, the pain shooting straight to my balls.
Now adjust them tighter, all the way." The clamps had little screws you could adjust to relieve the pressure. I had them set about halfway.
He continued to drive, holding my head down, plunging down my throat while my lungs were screaming. It must have felt like he had a fish thrashing on the hook as I forced my head up against his hands.
He 'warmed up my ass' as he called it and then told me it was time to be his cocksucker again. I could tell how much he was enjoying this as he was rock hard and covered with pre-cum again.
. Breathing was secondary, my world centered on that cock. He began to pump, slowly at first, and then picked up the pace. My mouth was his pussy and he was going to fuck it. I wrapped my arms around his legs and twisted my nipples.