Chapter 94. A Weak Soul

"Ahhhhhhh fvck you, ahhhhh I hate you," I uttered abhorrently. Hatred was overflowing as I clenched my teeth, speaking my heart's content. But a lust induced by pharmaceuticals was more potent than how my morals were holding on at the moment.

I was totally helpless.

I was angered but pleased at the same time. The man kneeling before me chuckled triumphantly as he continued to suck on my hot rod.

"You hate me, but you cannot deny the fact that you are enjoying this right now," he paused; his mouth took a halt sucking my shaft feverishly for a while so he could tell me what his thoughts were, but his hands did not stop to torture me. "And yes, I want you to fvck me," he resumed his licking on my pleasure tool, from the balls up to the base and to the tip of my twitching cock. "But not after I get a taste of your sweet and youthful juices," he flicked his playful tongue behind my cock's crown, making me jerk in my more and more weakening knees.

 I kept str