It filled my mouth, yet left me enough room to let me keep my tongue moving. Running my tongue through it, over it, wanting it. His boxers were still on, covering him. Read 14823 times |
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I smiled to myself when I saw his cock. This went on for at least thirty minutes. Knowing I would be fetching his drinks and whatever else he wanted for a long time. From the tip of his cock to his balls. I could have thanked his mother right then and there. He pulled his cock from my mouth one more time, I would have held it as long as he would let me. He pulled his cock from my mouth one more time, I would have held it as long as he would let me. Taking it in my mouth, pulling tightly, running my tongue around it, paying special attention to the tip.
