She usually cums again. By this moment I feel like cumming too. Then I take my cock out of her rectum, pull her by the hair and make her suck on the d...ck. Her hot frisky tongue makes me spurt semen in her throat. She often swallows some and then lets the sperm get on her face. She loves to slap my stem across the face, spreading the cum over it. I’m holding her hair, tossing her head back. It makes her cum again.That’s how we usually have fun. Of course, it lasts a bit longer and it can be very. I jumped up, and started walking by her side. “Morning,” I said. She put her hand out. I put the coffee in her hand, she took a sip of it. She nodded her approval. She pushed the door to her office open then walked in. Usually, this is where I would turn away, then walk back to my desk until she needed me. “Come in,” she said motioning for me to come in. I had left a box on her desk that morning. She looked at it and smiled. “You remembered,” she said beaming from ear to ear. “Happy Birthday,”. Gerhard Jnr, several years older than me, was one of the most beautiful men I had ever seen. He had dark russet ginger hair, and I really felt guilty ogling him as he and my mother hugged in mutual sorrow. What did transpire that night, however, was that for the next decade I would always dream of an encounter with a man that looked like him.Ten years on, I was sitting at a gay bar one evening. I was on a business trip and always stayed at the same hotel during my visits. The reason for this. Then he looked at me and said "Go for it" and I was full of sexual energy. I felt like I was going to explode. His long big juicy dick stared me in the face, I opened my mouth and engulfed the head. I was in paradise, and I slowly taste the head then moved up and down. At first he complained of my teeth, and I easily fixed that. His dick taste so good. Then he asked me if I did this before, I stopped for one second, said this was my first. I grabbed his dick, and hit my face a couple of.