We’ll just keep this between us.”
I nodded my agreement, then glanced down and patted the outline of his cock in his bathing trunks, before leading us back out to the patio where Sara was sleeping on a chaise lounge. He pulled down his zipper, fished out his enormous cock and pulled it out of his jeans, slowly stroking it in front of my face. Every time Trent climbed out of the pool, I couldn’t help but notice that his wet swim trunks clung to his cock and ass cheeks like a second skin. Will you have anything left for her?”
He let out a laugh and said, “Are you kidding me? I don’t want to hurt her so that’s as far as I go.”
Still softly massaging his flaccid penis, I said, “You’re a sweet boy, Trent.” Then I released his soft prick and gave it a playful slap, watching it swing back and forth between his legs for a few seconds. He pumped his hips a few more times, emptying his nutsack and spewing a few final streams
