”His cock began to throb and pulse, as I felt spray after spray of his cum shooting into my mouth. I loved the feeling of his flexing cock, the stre...m of cum, and the taste of it all, and I kept sucking as I swallowed every drop and kept sucking for more. His cock deflated again as he moaned, “Oh fuck, this is amazing. My wife used to suck my cock every now and then, but she would never swallow, and damn sure never kept sucking after I ejaculated. Suck it, buddy, suck it and drain my cock.”I. He couldn’t understand why Dave had seemed angry with him. Steffie really did like Dave as a friend, and it was somewhat hurtful that Dave had now rejected him as a friend.He was still sitting on the edge of the bed when Dave entered, a beer in one hand.“Hello, Master Dave,” said Steffie evenly, not sure what tone to use. He gulped. “May I please suck your cock?”“What the fuck are you doing on the bed? Get on your knees, bitch,” Dave ordered gruffly, and he seemed to slur his words a bit. He. He pulled his bath robe open and reached for his own cock, which was already becoming enlarged. He began stroking it, as if to keep company with the stranger.The bronzed figure then slowly turned his head, almost as if sensing that Nick was not only watching but wanking and made slow penetrating eye contact. He gave a half-smile of acknowledgement. Nick flushed. How to respond? Throwing caution to the wind, he half smiled back at the stranger, then shrugged his shoulders so that his robe fell. This is the good life, he thought to himself. If only his normal escort hadn't gotten stuck in the snow, the evening would have been perfect. He had entertained the thought of venturing out and picking her up, but it was better to keep business just business. "Give a hooker an inch and you'll end up with a ring on your finger," he muttered into his glass. The buzz was starting to kick in.Tom took another satisfying drag from the cigar just as his phone started belting out a Lady Gaga song he.