Toothless in heat

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The fire was low, and the stars were bright above the hidden cove. I sat back against a smooth rock, my body humming with a need only he could fulfill.
NARRATOR: My Night Fury, my loyal dragon, nuzzled against my thigh, his warm breath ghosting over the fastenings of my trousers. He understood my desire perfectly.
ACTOR1: Master...you feel so tense. Let me take care of you.
NARRATOR: His long, ridged tongue, surprisingly soft and agile, slipped from his mouth. It slid up the length of my inner thigh, making me gasp.
ACTOR1: I need to taste you, Master. Your scent is driving me wild.
NARRATOR: He used the tip of that incredible tongue to deftly undo my laces, pushing the fabric aside to expose my aching cock to the cool night air.
ACTOR2: Oh, gods...yes. Your mouth...
ACTOR1: Mmm, you taste so good. So powerful.
NARRATOR: He didn't have teeth to worry about, just a hot, wet, perfect suction as his mouth engulfed me. His tongue swirled around the head of my dick, lapping at the pre-cum already beading there.
ACTOR2: Fuck! Just like that...don't stop.
ACTOR1: I'll never stop, Master. I want to feel you come down my throat.
NARRATOR: The pressure built as he took me deeper, his throat muscles massaging my shaft until my climax ripped through me with a guttural roar, my release pulsing into his waiting, eager mouth.