Rachel’s Debt (Chapter 2 – Second Thoughts)
My back arching, I pulled at my bed sheets as Rachel’s lips slid up and down my penis. Even without my assistance, she was having no trouble deep-throating me now. I could feel her saliva dripping down my shaft, puddling against my stomach before her face slammed back down on me. My entire length now buried in her mouth, she stuck her tongue out to lap at my balls. She was really trying today, forcing herself to stay down for longer and longer. My balls tightened and I could feel my orgasm coming as I listened to her choking on me. My phone rang on the nightstand beside us. Rachel surfaced, sucking in air in long, raspy breaths. “No, no, keep going. Whatever it is can wait,” I encouraged her. She squeaked out something that …