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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Hot darned cock..that was going through my mind..hot darned, curved cock that tastes so fkin good. He d semi reclined again, his legs draped against my arms as my mouth slid over his rampant, ready to blow hardness. It was so different to any other bj I d ever given. You see he did have a hell of a curveven to his manhood. A beautiful, smooth curve with so much girth you wouldn t think it could bend but it did and did it so elegantly, what with his manscaping an all, just short whisks of hair, jet black against a brown, almost what's called olive skin and he smelt adorable..oops I digress..why unique? Well I ve been on my knees quite a bit enjoying a hungry cock and they ve stood straight as a dye, even when laid out but this cock, no this was so different , it was like the crescented moon, almost curving around, like it was reaching for his navel. So that meant in order to slide his glistening flesh between my very willing lips I had to kind of rise on my knees more and place my head to his flattened stomach..and then once he d slipped between my lips oh gawd it too was quite different as it placed more pressure on my upper palate, like the straightness I d managed to enjoy was trying to recurve..oh fkin so hot, some of it increased by me as I pulled him back with my lips, against the natural curvature.. either way I really didn t give a fk cos he just really had what I wanted and he knew it..he started to buck, he was starting to tense his legs, his feet must be on the floor as he's residing up to my downward stroke..fEaling him go all the way..touching and caressing the back wall of my throat at times...his body shifted ah fk..don't stop..DO NOT STOP!oh he wasn t stopping don t worry. As my mouth ran along at a quickening pace, sliding, gliding, feeling, face fkin I could feel his stomach now against the back of my head..I felt fingers suddenly push and grab at my hair..not aggressively, more through passion, like the pleasure was so much he needed something for his hands to hold onto..he twisted firmly my hair between his finger..he was sighing..then once in a second or so he d let out a groan, which caused him to buck up into my mouth..I was twisting his flesh, his so fkin hot, flesh, wet flesh from my mouth..I was twistingly stroking long deep strokes with my fingers..willing his seed to fill me...
FK YEAH!!my arse cheeks had been parted and he was fingerings inside me...sheesh..holy mutha of God. ..but the finger inside wasn t more than seconds..as nice as it was, for his body was done holding back...my tongue had a mere seconds notice that a taste of saltiness was upon it..then, simultaneously his finger slid from my ass, I felt both hands twisting at my hair and my head was pushed with a sharp but gentle firmness onto a fast rising pulsing, throbbing gorgeously curved cock..a cock that in a flash was spilling it's cream into my mouth in a fury..the first of it in my throat but I slid my mouth back a little so I had his head, his helmet between my cheeks..I was not going to gag on my reward but he was a heavy cummer and my throat, my willing now cum filled throat needed space to finish him..all of him....or so I thought...this was all in a micro second..I was tasting him good and fk it was worth the wait but after the first explosion of seed within my throat is felt a jerks back on my hair, pulling my mouth from his cock...I was stunned..not what I expected..I was loving swallowing his cream..I wanted his cock back..it's rude to spill when a meal is given..don't you think...in the same split second he yanked back my face looked up..probably stunned briefly before the second explosion, or third..I don't know..either way my face was now taking him..running over my lips as it splashed down over me..he was at the helm, pumping himself, his cock mere inch or two from my face..my eyes were part shut as the sockets felt his whiteness running down into the corners of my eyes..my nose ran with other rivulets..he sure as hell was a human artillery piece, but his was not hard shrapnel charges..they were creamy, soft and salty..almost a hint of warmth to its taste when running down my throat.
The next thing was his lips on mine..deep passionate kissing..his tongue in a frenzy......he.... |