Insist on using your own

"Hey, not that I'm accusing you of anything... but could you use one of mine instead?"

He frowns, looking hurt. "How can I possibly take that as anything but an accusation?"

You sit up and hold your palms out in front of you. "C'mon, it's not like that... plus, I'll make it worth your while."

He cocks an eyebrow. "Meaning you'll pay me back for this wasted one?"

You chuckle. "Sure, but also..." You pat the bed. "Lie down."

He wavers for a moment, giving you a questioning look, but eventually yields and lies on his back. You crawl in-between his legs and grab his cock, quickly pulling his condom off and tossing it away.

You then remove your condom from its packet and place it against his tip. He rolls his eyes, clearly assuming the special part was just you putting it on for him. That is until you bring your lips down upon it.

You slowly envelop his glans into your warm mouth, unrolling the condom as you go. You stare up, enjoying the look on his face which has quickly shifted from dismissal to rapture.

You maintain eye contact as you go lower, pushing the condom down all the way to the base. You hold your breath when his tip penetrates your throat, and suppress the need to sneeze when his pubic hair tickles your nose.

You stay still for about thirty seconds, your throat flexing around him in ways that make him twitch and moan. When eventually you need to breathe, you pull him out of your mouth with a pop and take a deep gasp in.

You start climbing up to get on top of him, but he puts his hand on your chest, both to stop you and to feel up your boob. "Wait... turn around. I wanna watch that booty bounce."