"Fuck," he breathes. "Could get off just like this." Even with his panties on; Jack looks, feels so fucking good. Poison groans a little and smacks the side of Jack's ass, somewhere he hasn't thoroughly abused with the paddle, then pulls back. He settles in front of Jack and pushes his panties down just enough, then reaches to pull Jack's mouth down toward his cock. He lets it brush against Jack's cheek before he guides it, pressing it against his lips. "Open up, take it all down."