It felt so thick in my hand; thicker than my own does. I knew I didn’t have a good technique, but she seemed to be enjoying it anyway. Even with my ...outh tiring, her cock was just too good not to eat. Eventually I started slamming my head down her solid shaft as fast as I could, to mimic what she had done for me, but I could tell that as hard and horny as she was it wouldn’t make her cum. My technique wasn’t right. So I slowed my pace and tried one last time swallow her all the way in. As I. I picked him up and carried him down the hall. I asked him if he wanted to go to his room or mine. He pointed to my room. I kissed his forehead and laid him on my bed. Stripping down and climbing into bed,he scooted back against me. I pulled the sheets back and turned off the light.I woke up with the feeling of something on my dick. I looked down and seen Andrew pulling on it.I rolled over on my back and pulled the sheets back. I said to slow down some and not to hold it so tight. After a few. ” Her words dripped into my ear like a sweet poison, like she was begging me to defy her so that she could continue this torture.Her cock slid back into my hole as she moaned and I shook and fought against the pleasure and happiness of my new favourite thing being returned to me. The way that I was hanging over the bed made Ona’s thrusts hit so much deeper than they had before, each time she slammed into me I would hit the edge of no return, once, twice, three time and then four, again and. I changed my haircut a little, bought some new clothes, made sure I was clean and smelled nice all the time. No change. Things at work and in public changed, however. More flirting occurred. Women even approached me at the store with important questions."Could you show me where to find the meat?" was my favorite.I considered my options.Leave things as they were and hope it improved. This would likely result in her deciding to leave me, maybe for someone else, or just to experience life. It.