For example, when I hooked up with this black athlete with a huge, uncut dick, sometimes he would continuously leak precum like a faucet. I am not k**...ing, it would literally, just flow out, nonstop. When I would jerk him off, I never needed lubrication. The problem I had was when I would see all that precum oozing out, it was just too tempting not to put it in my mouth. I don't remember giving him very many handjobs because I always ended up sucking him off but when I did, I used that precum. “Yes, Master,” I said, trying to catch my breath. He pressed his fingers inside me and pressed on my stiff clit with his thumb. My knees folded up, but he slapped them back down. He continued to finger his slave’s pussy and clit and I started to feel the wave building inside me. He stood between my legs and pressed against the plug as he squeezed my clit. I moaned and writhed, my hips grinding into the bed. “Do you want Master’s cock inside you, slave?” he asked me. “Yes, please, Master! Please. The ding of an incoming text interrupted her halfway through a particularly dismal essay. Grateful for any distraction—and hoping for a titillating one—she checked her phone. Then frowned. Open your classroom door. Now. Confused, Melissa rose from her desk and opened her door. Shawn, in full uniform, slipped inside, closing the door at his back. Melissa gaped at him. He grinned back. “Hello gorgeous,” he whispered. It took a few tries for Melissa to find her voice. “Hello yourself,” she finally. “Yes, it hurt like hell at first. It hurt so much I did not dare move the candle. Funny, it did not take long for the pain to go away and for my pussy to begin asking to be filled. I managed to bury the candle to its base then slipped it out. My pussy demanded I re-insert it so I did, several times, until out of the blue I had the best cum in my life.”Brenda could not gauge the look on Nancy’s face so to be on the safe side she gave her the most lovingly sensuous kiss she could muster. It.