You should thank him Steven, or Cock-whore, or Wayne. Crewcut was pushing himself in and out of me, and as I thought he was starting round two, Bull cut in. It made his plump round head look even bigger. His hips rocked, slamming his balls against my chin, as I took his length. Lastly, Bull unleashed his seed inside me, with a grunt and hard thrust with each jet. His breathing intensified and when my chin touched his balls, I reached between his legs and gripped his big, black, stiff dick and stoked his length, as my tongue wiggled in and out. Pudgy, fucked my hand a little harder and I felt his pre-cum oozing and lubing his cock, as I stroked him. His ass was firm and round, and each cheek filled my hand nicely. “Fuck, you make a strong argument, Steven,” groaned Officer Reeves.
