” Casey shifted in her chair toward her date. Despite an attentive waiter, they each had two empty cocktail glasses on the table. “Just trying t... remain discreet,” he replied. Michael wore his signature smile that suggested more of a devilish spirit than anything truly humorous. “Yes, I can still feel everything...” she smiled back. “Here…” she adjusted her crossed legs and drew his hand up her thigh. “Feel for yourself.” Casey surprised and pleased herself with the brazen nature of the. I tried to warn her of my impending emission, but she just kept sucking so, when the time came, I held nothing back and let her throat muscles milk my cock of its potent fluid.When she was finished, I graciously offered to return the favor. She declined, stating that her payment would come in the form of my exclusive story. She even indicated that if it was good enough, she might be inclined to give me something extra -– an added bonus. I certainly didn’t expect her offer, but I sure as hell. . BEEEP...BEEEP... BEEEEEP... BEEE...As I was jolted awake by the alarm clock I could feel the fingers of myleft hand about to enter my pussy. I was very wet and breathing hardand for a few moments I was still in the dream even as I tried to shutoff the alarm clock. Yanking my hand out of my crotch I turned over andwas finally able to shut off the alarm. I lay there shuddering with thealmost orgasm as the feelings began to flow away. After about 10minutes I was relaxed again. I also realised I. As soon as my lips sealed around his wonderful cock, he started pissing. I swallowed all of it, but found out a man's morning piss is no better than a woman's. It is all nasty. But I did take it and when he finished pissing, I started slowly sucking.He went from semi-hard to really hard fast and I took him in all the way down my throat and back to the tip again. I bobbed my head over and over, along daddy's hard cock. Hearing him moan, every time he hit the back of my throat. The part I liked.