God, he was huge, though. Holding the tip captive to my lusts, I began licking it, arching my tongue out just like a dog would, lapping repeatedly at...his cock, tasting the salt on the sharp tip, rubbing the flat of my tongue along the shaft again and again, his flesh growing more rigid with each stroke. He let out a whine, and I took that as a signal to take it further. Craning my neck, I took the tip into my mouth, suckling it lovingly. I heard another whimper, but I don’t think that one was. She then heard her friend coming in the house, so she quickly pulled up her pants and flushed and left the bathroom. My wife made an excuse about needing to leave and then drove around for an hour or so (in her cummy red panties, I assumed...which were the first ones I found in the laundry.) I then asked her if they had been together again after that, but she quickly denied that, saying she felt too guilty to do it again. (I knew right away that was a lie...he's been fucking her at least. After depositing his books, bag, and jacket into his locker he began the second half of his school day morning rituals, which was to seek out Mary. Who by some happy coincidence also had a parent whose shifts started early in the morning, and who also preferred to get a ride, rather than to walk to school every day. It wasn't long before he spotted Mary, who at the time was sitting on an empty desk down a side hall reading a comic he didn't recognize. Jake had always found Mary quite. ”“I think all the guys I dated before were smokers and probably drunks and druggies,” she wrinkles her face. “So you’re probably right. But I was shocked at how good it was. And yeah, I really did want to be immersed in it, and smeared with it, and to smell and taste like cum. And not just their cum. You and Sonia are delicious too.” “And so are you, sweetie,” I answer. “And if you’re not careful I might just have to take another sample of your inventory!”“Likewise, lover!” she.
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