Slowly, he increased the pace and his dick started becoming even harder. Then he placed his dick in my mouth and I started sucking it like a lollipop....After a few minutes, my ex came inside my mouth and I drank everything. It was amazing.Sameer then started kissing my neck, face, and earlobes again. We smooched hard. It was like we couldn’t get enough of each other. We bit each other, pulled each other’s hairs and were so excited. My ex-boyfriend’s dick was rock hard again.He inserted it inside. ”“If you love it so much, why don’t you kiss it?” he asked with a smile.She turned sideways and lowered her face to his stomach, looking at his glistening, cum-smeared prick. She flickered out her tongue, pressing the tip of it against a small drop of sperm that clung against the slit of his cockhead.“If you like the taste of it, I’ll let you suck a lot of it,” he whispered.“Ummmmmm!” Tammy gave as an answer, taking the wad of cum into her mouth, enjoying the creamy texture as it slipped over. 'Shall we begin, then?' A small trace of excitement had etched itself into his voice. Paul could only nod once more. He then stood up and crossed the room, where he picked up a bag full of rope, before returning and handing it to the man. Not bothering to look inside, he tossed the bag onto the sofa and began to unbutton his shirt. 'What are you doing?' Paul stupidly asked. 'Just getting comfortable,' the man replied. Before Paul knew it, the man was standing naked in front of him. His. On that Friday evening now so long ago the story gripped me both for its subject and the images it evoked, more than that it caught my imagination just as deeply as the heat that grew deep between my thighs. A girl suspended beneath a stallion and deeply impaled upon his cock, it’s just not possible, is it... ??You probably think I’m weird, not so much for reading the story over and over, but because the mechanics of the act enthralled me, I just couldn’t get the images out of my head, I still.