He watched me licking my lips and he gently pulled my head down to the shaft and placed my lips against that polished bulb. I opened my mouth and took...a bit in. Damn it tasted great and filled my mouth completely. I worked it slow and fast, alternating my strokes as much for my own enjoyment as his. I like to suck cock the way I feel is most effective. Concentrate on the head, running my tongue just under the rim and then to the top. Every so often going to the base as the cock slides into my. "Good." and his finger moved fast, then it was suddenly thicker, he must have added a second finger. I moaned when he curled them up when he pulled back. "I love it when you moan like that." he leaned in and I wrapped my arms around his back and then parted his lips and tried to rub the roof of his mouth with my tongue.He shifted his weight and laid on top of me, gently supporting his weight on his free arm, he must be thinking he would crush me with his weight. I seriously doubted that it. I told him that coming from a small town and never having seen anything like that I felt like a kid in a candy store. He asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said no. He asked me if I was a virgin and blushing I admitted I was. He got up and grabbed another couple of beers and sat down next to me. I scooted over a bit but the couch was small and not a lot of room to move. I decided to finish my beer quickly and maybe head out. As I finished my beer I mentioned I thought it was a good time. Then one night after a wed been out for a friends birthday we got back home and ducked and wanked each other silly. But no doubt to the booze I was struggling to cum. My wife told me to touch myself while she pulled and pinched my nipples nipples and talked dirty to me, this usally does the trick. My mind racing with thought of her peeing while I wanked. She asked me what I was thinking about and I rather embarrassingly said I couldn’t say. Which just made all the more eager to find out.
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