“You have such an eye for details,” I volley back, nearly overcome with emotion as I look at Oliver’s face. He’s so happy, so genuinely happy, and all I can think is that I want to be able to look back on this moment again and again, so I take my phone out of my back pocket and take a picture of his face. I take several pictures— of him, of me, of my hand wrapped around his cock.

I switch to video and point the camera at myself as I lower my head to press a kiss to the wet head of his cock, glancing into the camera as I drag my tongue over it and pull it into my mouth. The phone falls from my hand, camera still recording, as I focus all of my attention on Oliver, moaning around his cock as I start to bob my head up and down.