Ryan's POV
There was something about watching Vivian Rose choke on his dick that always made Ryan feel incredibly powerful.
That evening things were no different, in fact they were even better.
They were in her kitchen with Ryan seated, and Vivian on her knees between his legs, bobbing her head up and down on his dick.
Ryan's fingers braided into her hair, forcing her to take a bit more in each time that she went down.
As she worked her sinful mouth up and down on his dick, her tongue sometimes swiping at his tip, Ryan's eyes rolled to the back of his head.
What was she doing to him? Looking back down at her, he caught sight of the drawing on the table and his cock twitched, as a bolt of pleasure shot through him. Never in his life had a woman made a monument for his dick, and Ryan already knew that he would never forget about what she had done.
