Spit it out for Rick

“So... go on”, you reply.

Rick raises his arm and reaches your mouth with his right hand. He opens his palm waiting for you to spit. You spit on his hand and he quickly takes his hand to his cock, rubbing it. You could hear the gooey noise as it spread there, and you even looked to the side, seeing your own saliva being spread on that mast, making it bright.

"More," he says, his hand back in front of your face. With a little shame, you spit on it.

While he still squeezes your butt, he jerk off again quickly, slapping you gently on the back every now and then. The strange noise your saliva makes on Rick's cock is still audible, making strange sounds.

At one point, Rick stops masturbating and grabs your ass with both hands, squeezing hard, digging his fingers into your flesh. He was going so deep that you felt his thumbs pressing against your balls. You had no reaction other than grunting. Rick brought his face up to your ass and licked the leather of your pants. He really wants to get in there. You would leave him with just that little taste.

As he rose, he swung his cock again, looking like a warm giant in the midst of that chill above the Wall. Suddenly his hand was in front of your face again, but much closer. Three fingers touched your lips, trying to invade your mouth. The smell that emanated from his hard hands was of your own saliva, of sweat, and also of a delicious musky smell that seduced you. You felt your underwear wet with pre-cum. You wondered what to do...