For some reason that last imagewas so terrific for me that, when thinking about it at bedtime, my hand wouldinvariably make its way down to my clit an... I would get off especially quickly. But the very best part of the fantasy would be to imagine the look of disguston Craig Mazelli's face (my Craig Mazelli, smile). Craig would think of Jennyas a whore forever. Maybe he'd be so disgusted with her he wouldn't even fuckher himself (no 'sloppy seconds' for the quarterback), but would just haveher. It was beatiful and I was able to see all of it through my small six inch window on the airplane I was sitting in for nearly an entire day. Tall buildings gave off an erie shadow as the sun rose high above them. I watched as the people below did their everyday lives. It was quite a marvelous site. At least for me. "Amazing isn't it?" My father asked as he was looking out the window with me. I nodded and kept on staring. Thinking about what fun and excitment lie ahead on this vacation. Sadly it. There wasn't enough cock to do much with except to suck on it entirely with my lips and lick across the tiny head, but he was moaning and groaning anyway, and in about 2 minutes he said, "Here it comes, baby," and my mouth began to fill as his cum started pouring, not spurting, onto my tongue.It was an amazingly large load, especially for a baby sized cock, thick and gooey with a nice strong musky taste to it and I gently massaged his balls while draining the last drops with my lips. I looked. I wish more than anything that I could have your fat hot spray fill up my mouth, my pussy and my asshole all at the same time right now. I let out a groan of pleasure just at the thought of it. Just now I feel the jizz pulsing up from the base of your shaft that is slippery and deep in my mouth so I slide it out just as you look down. A thick strand of milky spittle is stretched from my lips to the pulsing head of your cock and I hungrily lick it up with my tongue in glorious anticipation of.