I begged to suck him the second we got home

I begged him to let me suck him the second we got back from the bar. Now I'm on my knees between his thighs, shirt still on, eyes watering as I take every inch. His hand grips my hair while I slide my lips down his thick, veiny cock, saliva dripping everywhere. I close my eyes and moan around him, feeling his pubic hair brush my nose as I push deeper. The taste of him makes me so wet I can barely think. Right now I'm completely owned, needy, and desperate for him to use my throat until he explodes.