I'm not sure I can handle it any more than I can handle his mouth right now, but I find myself nodding along nonetheless. “Yes. Can I get your permission to say yes, please?
He guides his cock up my body and into me. Slowly, William pulls me close and fucks me. The guy is holding me tenderly. Actually, I was completely incorrect. No, this doesn't feel like a fuck. When his cock slides slowly down my throat and his face nestles into my neck and his hands are so very near to mine, it feels like so much more than sex.
As a matter of fact, it's fantastic.
It's like the finest wine, and I drink it in, oblivious to the fact that it would eventually harm me. Immediately please. As a matter of fact, I'm interested in him. To which he replies, "Kiss me!" I gasp.