We bonded, mouth to cock, a virtual fucking
machine. All I wanted was to drink from the essence of his being, to feel
him gushing his pent up juices into my mouth and down my throat. I felt
his balls tighten up, his breathing become more labored and his body
tense.
The woods at the
edge of town. That Friday night. That night I held the notes in one hand while
my other hand rubbed and clutched madly at my pussy.
"Besides, I want to keep your cum in me and on me as long
as I can," he said as he pulled his clothes on. "It'll give me twinkgallerypost
something pleasant to think about while I'm sucking shit." We laughed
at that, then I sent him on his way. As it turned out, we never got together again.
Well I was puzzled and wondered where the women were. Then the two guys twinkgallerypost talked awhile and then the second
one put his hand right in the first ones crotch. Now I
was really confused.
My sister noticed and
gave me a coy smile. I grinned and went bcak upstairs to do my homework. Friday, I was nervous again.
