"I-I wanna cum...I-I wanna cum...s-so bad...please, master~" Cain mewled like a whore.

Cain continued to mewl in a hot, heated voice so lewdly and he felt pressure begin to build in his core and his balls began to tighten before he finally exploded onto Jason's lap with a long, quivering moan that he released against the couch cushion as his nails dug into the material of the couch. His muscles flexed for a few moments before they relaxed and he lifted his face from the cushion, panting heavily and softly after his orgasm.

Cain shivered from the last slap and laid his head down on the cushion while still panting. "S-Sorry...I made a mess..." he said softly.

Cain nodded and slowly shuffled until his knees touched the floor and he was in between Jason's legs. He pulled the sweatpants down and set them aside and then did the same with the boxers. He instantly swallowed Jason's cock inch-by-inch and sucked on him hungrily, making lewd sounds as he bobbed his head up and down slowly.

Cain continued to bob his head faster and faster while sucking harder and harder and harder, licking and slurping Jason's cock. He had the rosey cheeks, the sweaty forehead, and hazed over eyes. He no longer took full notice of how lewd he was acting, all he had on his mind was Jason's cum shooting down his throat.