The woman was tied to a bed, and my first thought was ‘kinky’. I was so hard it hurt, so at that point, I undid my belt and pulled out my ...rick. I’ve always been shy when it comes to down there but, not for performance or looks it was more of a gentleman thing. I easily had a 7 inch cock and it was really thick. I was never ‘that guy’ that measures his dick and prances around like he was hot shit, again a gentleman, but damned if I wasn’t proud.It was so. It poured straight into her open mouth, filling it until it overflowed down her chin to drip on her cleavage, mixing with the semen. I poured more over the rest of her face until it was covered in a yellow layer, and then moved up to her hair, thick streams of custard plastering it more visibly than jism. With her head now encased in a shining yellow helmet of custard, black hair and cum, I started covering the rest of Ayumi's body, starting with her boobs. As I poured she spread it around,. He hadn’t seen himself spill that amount of cream in ages. When he had finished, he raised up and pushed his softening cock into her mouth where she started to lick hungrily at it cleaning it off and drawing the remnants of his ejaculation from his tube.He moved his attentions to her body. While the seed was still warm, he massaged it into her ample breasts. The already pert nipples hardened under his fingers. As he massaged and tweaked them, she moaned where they hurt where they were so. She nodded when he told her that Voltaire had been active in the defense of Byng, and protested against Byng having been made a scapegoat by having his character Candide be told, "In this country, it is good from time to time to shoot an Admiral for the encouragement of the others."Margaret met the Gunny's eyes when he'd finished, and then nodded. "Gunny," she said, "I had my doubts about you. John Mattes had told me you were the right man for any situation, and I guess I'd disbelieved that a.