Archives for 7 October 2007
Mouthful Of Meat
Mouthful Of Meat
He looked a question at me and I nodded and hummed, “mmh-hmm” with my mouth
full of penis, so he caught on and held my head tight and began–I have to
use the word–_fucking_ my mouth. His hips went faster now, and his cock
pumped away inside my head for what seemed a long time–my lips got numb,
anyhow–and then he stiffened all over and suddenly I felt something hot
and _very_ slippery go all over the inside of my mouth. It seemed to come
gushing in waves, and the taste was strange–like salt, pepper, and milk
all at once. It was new to me, and after all these years, too, but I liked
it. I held just the head of his cock inside my mouth until he had calmed
down, then slipped it out and stroked it with my left hand, looking right
in his pretty eyes the whole time.