Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Bare
His smooth & erect cock was staring at me, as if it had a life of its own. I didn’t look at his face, as I knew I wouldn't find anything in there. I kept on ogling his magnificently sculptured dick, a real piece of art linked to a hollow soul. I closed my eyes and took the fragrant male organ in my mouth. I melted it with my tongue and sensed it getting harder inside my throat. I could hear him panting as he stroked my hair, patient yet encouraging. I felt the wetness filling my pussy with uncontrollable yearning but decided to keep on going till I could swallow his sweet outburst.
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