The Art Of Ejaculation: A Guide To Lasting Longer In Bed

In those next few seconds I might’ve become pulp, but as I said, I felt lucky. I drank from him, coughing and spluttering when it once went down the wrong way. Even in this state I couldn’t rival his cock in repose. I felt his cock firm up in my mouth, its length growing and advancing down my throat. When he got up to take a leak I followed. I felt lucky. I felt his cock firm up in my mouth, its length growing and advancing down my throat. I could tell he loved it. More people came in. We continued our performance unabated while they watched. In those next few seconds I might’ve become pulp, but as I said, I felt lucky. I could feel the guy’s crisis fast approaching and I made quite a show for the voyeurs, rolling my eyes at them and allowing my cheeks to bulge and be stretched by the enormous cock. His mouth curved into a smile before he looked away.