The third part...

The other two voices were there for not but a second, barely formed before being completely forgotten…

Your breathing is slow and deep, your chest rising and falling as the man’s scent overwhelms you. You can barely stay focused enough to keep your one, uncovered eye open, following the length of his shaft to his massive pair at the base, and then looking up to meet his eyes. The assertiveness. The dominance. The virility…

You don’t even know his name, but somewhere, deep-down inside of you, you know you belong to him - he just needs to claim you.

You slowly start to stand up, giving his cock a light kiss before letting it glide off your face, gently cradling it as you fully right yourself. His smile fades for a moment - brows together in confusion - but it returns as you slowly stroke him. You place your other hand behind his head, gently pulling it down to you. He expects a kiss, but you pass his lips. Bodies pressed together, with your mouth to his ear, you whisper to him…