"Jana, my toy, I grow hard from the sight of you and need you to remedy the situation." He lay back on th bed and slid his pants and shorts to his kn...es. "I want those wet lips to caress my member he said." "I don't have much experience, I stammered." "Nothing to fear, he said." He pointed to where I was to kneel before him and I did.He rubbed the purple head of his large cock along my lips. I tasted it tentatively with my tongue. It was salty. He slid it into my mouth and it filled me.. I knew she was in terrible pain just by her groans.“Shortly after da accident, a policeman on a motorbike turned up. He could hear Bessie moanin’ and groanin’ too, so he went over to her. After he looked at her, and saw her condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes.Den da policeman came across de road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, “Mr. Drover, how are you feelin’? ... Now yer honor, wot da fock would you say?”Yes, I know there are different variations of this. Hewas savage, animalistic, and I was utterly helpless beneath him.Finally, I could tell he was ready to let go, and once again, he caughtme by surprise, pulling out of me with one smooth movement, scooting up,and spraying me with come, my face, my chest. I didn't think, after theblowjob I'd given him earlier, that he would have had it in him, but hecovered me in the stuff, then rolled off of me and lay next to me,gasping for breath."Jesus?" he sighed. "Jesus?"Jim didn't give me much time to. . baffled at why so many girls said this was disgusting (obviously they'd never tasted themselves... yeesh). No doubt about it, the taste of creamy, salty semen was way better than the usually strong-odoured, sometimes fishy, pussy juice. One full load and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock after he quit coming, wanting to retrieve every.