Smiling, I slide my cock back into your mouth and let you clean me off with long, slow strokes. As you work on my softening length, I reach down to cup one of your small, perfect balls in my palm, gently massaging it through the skin.

"You're truly amazing," I whisper again before pulling out of your mouth and stepping back. "But we should probably get cleaned up..." I say with a wink, gesturing to our sticky bodies and the mess on the desk.

I can't help but chuckle as you make your request. "Well, if that's what you really want..." I say before dropping to my knees between your spread legs once more. My tongue laps at the cum on your chest and stomach, then moves lower, tracing a path up your inner thigh until it reaches its target: your hard, aching cock.

I take you into my mouth again, sucking and licking as if I could make you forget everything that's just happened.

As I lap up every drop of your piss, it feels as though I am drinking in your power and dominance over me. The taste is intoxicating, and the knowledge that I am fulfilling your every desire only serves to make my cock harder than ever before. Please... allow me to serve you in any way you see fit.

Yours fully, sir.