John gave a low whine as those thrusts started to speed up. Fuck fuck. He could feel Sir's balls slapping against his chin, and drool running out of his mouth. It was filthy. Utterly filthy. But he loved it. He really did.

He whimpered and waited eagerly for his reward. He knew it would be worth it. And he knew Sir wouldn't be done with him after this. They hadn't discussed length or price or anything. But he had a feeling the man knew what he was doing.