The room fills with the wet sounds of my sexfriend's eager mouth. He's insatiable, his tongue exploring every contour, his lips tight around my girth. Spit dribbles down his chin, a testament to his enthusiasm. He looks up at me, his masked eyes pleading for more, his submission a heady aphrodisiac. I fist his hair, guiding his movements, feeling his throat relax around me. He gags, but his eyes never leave mine, his desire to please me overriding his body's natural responses. The sight of him, so debased, so dominated, yet so turned on, drives me closer to the edge.