Thodi der mei hi mera lund uske muh mei tha. Wo buri tarah use chus rahi thi. Lund aab puri tarah tan gaya tha is karan use muh mei lena mushkil ho ra...a tha. Muh se lund nikal kar boli, “mera muh sunder nahi hai kya.”“hai”, meine jawab diya to wo boli, “phir mera muh chod na. Mujhe tera lund chusne mei dikkat ho rahi hai.”Usne lund ko hoton par is tarah laga liya jaise chut par lagate hai. Meine ek jhatke mei lund uske muh mei ghusa diya. Karib 6” lund uske muh mei tha aur mein jhatke maar raha. " I joked."Can I try?" she askedI stepped aside and let her take the wheel. I gave her some instructions on the rules of the road with other boats and we headed out of the marina.It was nice having someone steer while I took care of the sails and before long we were gliding through the waves under wind alone.I tried to teach her a little about sailing and I tried to talk with her about her plans for next year, working and what my limited teen subject matter would allow.After about 20 minutes. I have one or two conditions, though. Nothing difficult (I almost said “hard” there, but that would be wrong – I really hope you do get nice and hard as I tease you and play with myself for your pleasure.) So first, no touching. That means you can't touch me even if the temptation gets too much. Don't look so sad, it's going to be alright, trust me. You'll be glad I asked you, honestly.And secondly, no touching! Yes, that's right. This means you can't touch yourself however much you want to.. Then, without warning, he lined my cock up with his mouth and impaled himself with it, almost gagging, forcing my rock hard dick into his throat and licking my entire thick, seven-inch shaft with his rough tongue. My eyes closed and my head lolled back with a big smile on my face. This feeling should be banned. This pleasure should be forbidden. His throat became accustomed to my size and expanded, allowing him to bob back and forth, effortlessly deep-throating me. Ryan backed off a little bit,.