11.2 Clear Skies, Hot Sunlight, and a Bad Encounter

Like a madman, I moved my hips without realizing it. I roughly stimulated his heavy, erect cock between my buttocks. Gasping for air, he stripped off my shirt. No, I stripped it off. As my bare back hit the cold table and I flinched, Chu Gi-oh shoved the table away hard with his foot. It made a screeching sound, and a few glasses fell to the floor and shattered. Neither of us cared.

As he tried to pull out his cock, soothing me as I acted like a desperate dog, he frowned fiercely, cursing, "Fuck," as he undid his buckle and zipper. Watching him roughly pull his cock out of his underwear made me want to suck it. Since I had received such an expensive ring from him, I wanted to do at least that much. It was the kind of thing I could only do while drunk.

I immediately slid off his thighs and stood on the floor. I knelt right between his legs and lowered my face to his crotch. Half of his member was still hidden in his pants, but I quickly took the head of his cock into my mouth.