I could see the telling outline of a lengthy and rotund pecker swinging heavily in the shadow of its owner's tight, muscular body as he drew closer to my bed. The enormity of the swinging c**k had me mesmerized and I felt helpless as his boogeyman-sized monster zeroed in on me. I was still snuggled in the sheets and yes, my mouth was still open.
The moonlight bounced off of Mitch's face revealing a sinister smirk. “Are you gonna suck my d**k like you did Stevie's and Matt's? They both said they had never been sucked off like that before. I thought I was your favorite. You went down on them and won't do the same for me? I'm so sad. Will you make me happy too?”
It was like a villainous monologue and I was the hero struggling to be good. He grabbed his swinging meat by its base and swung i
