“... show me you love me, faggot.”

“That means suck my cock, faggot,” she clarifies, when I stare up at her in mindless obliviousness, and I immediately lean forward. I wrap my lips around her crown and slide my mouth down to her hilt in one smooth, gentle motion, taking it in.

Her prick slides down my throat until her balls touch my lips, as I look up at her. Commanded to show love, I moan softly, lifting my hands to cup her thighs. Athletic muscles flex as a soft whimper of pleasure escapes from her mouth above me.

Her cock's a little thicker than Amy's, but the tips of my lips curve in the barest hint of a smile around her as my lips slide up to her crown. I grind the tip of my tongue against the sensitive frenulum before circling around the entire helm gently.

“Fuck, yes, faggot,” Gabrielle purrs in arousal, her fingers flexing against the fence behind her as she keeps her hands off. Moaning gently to offer her pleasurable vibrations and show her I love her, as commanded, I slide my lips back to her hilt.

“Fuuuck,” she coos in pleasure, “your throat is heaven.” I look up at her, though she's not making eye contact with me just at this moment. As she stares up at the sky and the clouds, I bob my head on her length, lovingly worshipping Gabby's rod.

I slide my mouth down to her hilt again, swallowing as her balls touch my lips. Her fingers flex and stretch, pressed flush against the hardwood fence. I can see her biting her lip as I bob my head on her cock, grinding my tongue along her shaft.

It isn't so difficult to do, she's only commanding me to show the love I already feel for her. She may not be my best friend, but she is a friend I love dearly. Had she asked, even without me being reprogrammed, I'd certainly have sucked her cock.

“That's it, faggot, take my whole cock, you little fucking slut,” Gabby growls with arousal, her spine arching, hips rolling into my mouth as I dive obediently. My soft lips caress the velvet length of her shaft, my lungs filled with Gabby's musk.

I moan louder in answer to her words, showing my contentment with her language and my love for her and for her cock. Her fingers finally move from the fence to my head, stroking my hair gently, brushing it out of my face as she looks at me.

“Fuck, faggot, you really do have beautiful eyes, too,” she moans the words, broken and yearning, as her hips buck against my mouth, as I continue bobbing my head. I tighten my lips around her length, sucking hard, working her toward release.

For two hours, nothing matters but being on my knees, servicing my friend's cock, as she continues to speak down to me, encouraging and praising. When her cock finally starts to pulse, her fingers curl tightly into my hair as Gabrielle readies.

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