Regardless of whatever else we did, he always pulled his cock out himself and held my head between his hands while he pushed it into my mouth. I always loved that bit; loved the feeling of it sliding in and filling my mouth, pressing into my throat, pulling back and pushing in further. I just knelt there, open, feeling his cock slapping in me and his finger sliding up my arse. My hips became alive, pushing back against the cock and finger, wanting it deeper and harder. I felt his cock start shrinking and my arse hole tightening around his finger.