A weekend away

He fucks me on my knees, him standing. He slides his fingers into my arse and stretches me. He hooks them upwards and hangs me from his hand like a carcass. I swing on the finger hook like meat. I drip and ooze and spoil. He tweaks tendons and nerves inside me and makes me feel sick and fleshy.

He makes me vomit later, his hand threaded into my short hair, fucking my mouth with force. I gag phlegm and indigested matter onto his turgid flesh. I scrabble to clean him carefully. Disgusted with myself, then I carry on sucking.