#Chapter 287: Claim Your Prize

I lower down onto my knees at once, eager to obey his commands. The concrete of the garage floor is not easy on them, but I will stay there as long as he wants, as long as it takes. I’m hoping I’ll get that cock of his in my mouth sooner rather than later. I know I’m going to get my wish when he big to unbuckle his belt. He slowly slides it free of the belt loops then drops it down onto the ground. His hard dick is straining in his pants, tenting them. I lick my lips. He notices. “You want this,” he growls, voice lust-rough. I nod eagerly. He hums. His dick hardens further. That zipper on his pants is doing a hell of a lot of work to keep his massive length confined. “You want it so bad,” he said, inching closer. “Take out your prize yourself.” I moved quickly, unfastening his belt and pulling the zipper down. Despite his order for me to do it alone, he still helps in shoving down his pants and boxer briefs. They fall down past his knees. His dick springs free. He