In your mouth

You keep Bruce's dick in your mouth, feeling it convulse on your tongue. You hear Bruce's low moan as a spurt of hot, thick cum splashes down your throat. You feel more and more ropes of cum in your mouth, pulling out halfway to get jizz on your tastebuds. And it tastes so fucking good.

You open your mouth and feel strings of cum stretch inside it. You flick your tongue around, lapping up the drops that come oozing out of his cock. You give the slowly softening shaft some sucks, cleaning his dick in your mouth.

"Hey! Ryan!" you hear from afar, probably in the lobby. "We found the sunglasses!"

You snicker, pulling back and bouncing Bruce's cock over your tongue.

"Okay," you hear. "They found the sunglasses. Sorry for the trouble."

"No trouble at all sir," Bruce politely responded, smiling. "Have a nice day."

You crawl out from under the desk and into the office. Standing up, you wipe the edges of your mouth with the back of your hand and open the door.

Walking out into the lobby and to the front desk, you face Bruce once again.

"So, how about those reservations?" you ask.

"Already taken care of," Bruce smiles. "I booked you a room while you were down there."

He reaches for a key card on the desk and hands it to you. "It's a suite. Room 2201."

You smile, satisfied. Bruce looks past you.

"Hiram!" he calls out, and motions toward you. "He's ready now."

You look back and see a new guy walking toward your luggage in the same white, skimpy bellboy outfit. You turn back to Bruce and smile naughtily.

"Have a nice day," you say, waving goodbye flirtatiously.

You head off to the elevator, knowing you're going to be in style at Mantown.