"I'm gonna fuckin' gag you," Sweeney threatens, but he slides his hand back, then slips a second finger inside of Vasquez, fucking him a little harder. At the same time he lowers his head, his tongue sliding across Vasquez's clit and Sweeney doesn't know what it feels like himself, but he's heard enough breathless moans to figure that might finally shut Vasquez up.

He tastes different than he usually does. Sweeney notes that almost immediately and he groans, pressing himself harder against Vasquez's cunt.

Even though he's threatened to gag him, Sweeney does reach down for Vasquez's slim leg, tugging it over his shoulder to get a better angle as he fucks his fingers deeper inside of him and curls them, stroking, putting pressure inside of him.