The heat of Clay's mouth and the soft touch of tongue on the sensitive head of his cock makes Weps body shudder and jerk he whimpers with pleasure. His fingers grip Clay's hair tighter and his hips buck forward slightly, easing the intensity of the moment. He can't get over the look in Clay's eyes.

"Fuck, that feels goddamned good," Weps groans, watching his cock slide in and out of Clay's lips. "You've a truly beautiful mouth."