“Don’t be a pussy. Give it to me.” Message received. Again, she opened her mouth and I began to fuck her face. This time, there was no holding b...ck. I thrusted my hips forward repeatedly, slamming my cock into the back of her throat. I could hear her choking and gagging on my dick. She would occasionally back off and spit all over her tits and eventually her eyes began to well up with tears. By the time she needed to stop, we were a sloppy mess. My cock and balls were soaked with her saliva, as. .. uhhm ... we're just getting to know one another." What don't you know?" she persisted, a glint in her eye."How you feel ... about me ... now that we ... uhhm ... have spent some time together." Gus was stumbling and grasping for a way out."I think you're afraid of me," she said, all the while continuing to eat her meal.Gus had almost stopped eating as the conversation had progressed. Her last comment had him nodding his agreement."I guess I am." Why. I think we've found a way to work. I was content with what he was doing to me then, and didn't even think of asking him to go any further, I was too distracted by the pleasure. But little did I know that he wanted to go further.“Hey, I don't want to sound gay, but... can I lick it?” He asked, with the most innocent yet simultaneously lustful look on his face. I was completely speechless. He wanted to give me a blowjob. It took me a minute to articulate the words, then I finally made out a “Sure!”.As his head closed in, I had. He made sure he was very quiet so he could hear if a nurse or aide was coming. Most times he would fantasize about a nurse or aide stroking his cock or maybe giving him head. Once in a while he thought about one of them fucking him. Although he had no idea what they looked like he could tell them apart by the scent of their shampoo, or the way they touched him as they gave him his sponge bath. Some of the more innocent ones were careful not to linger around his genitals when they washed him.
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