I did not need to be told, I knew I was going to go wherever he went. Finally, he could not hold it any longer. He was holding my head close, almost cradling me against him. I loved his scent, his taste, his control. I started this time, the same as before. He said I could put my mouth back where it belonged. I smiled, backed up on him to the tip and tasted and swallowed him, tasting him again. I loved it. I was learning, what he liked, what he did not. We went upstairs to a bedroom. Licking it, getting it wet, kissing his balls softly. There was not a lot left when he came this time. It didn’t take long before he had a collar of consideration on my neck. He was choking me, in just the right way. When he was as wet as I could get him, I put the head in my mouth.
