"Perfect!" Mike said. "Then I'm going to enjoy making you do it even more." He moaned loudly. "Oooo, I'm getting close," he gasped. "Here it comes; do...'t you dare spill a drop. I want you to eat it all, understand, cocksucker?" Ummm Hummm,." Tom began sucking harder and bobbing his head up and down faster and faster."Here it comes, bitch," Mike announced excitedly, grabbing Tom's head firmly in both hands.A huge rope of cum spurted out of Mike's cock into Tom's mouth. If he had not been. I shall be back here by the first of March, and on the second I give my real marriage feast."This prospect of fresh festivity redoubled the hilarity of the guests to such a degree, that the elder Dantes, who, at the commencement of the repast, had commented upon the silence that prevailed, now found it difficult, amid the general din of voices, to obtain a moment's tranquillity in which to drink to the health and prosperity of the bride and bride-groom.Dantes, perceiving the affectionate. “Sure.”“How old are you? I mean really.” normally I would have argued that I was of age and how dare he question my honesty but the fact is that I wanted to tell him. I felt a need to be honest with him….so I told him. I told him everything. I told him my real age and how mom left, then dad and how I came to be in that run down motel with his load still fresh on my skin. When I was done telling my tale I was almost in tears. Not from the tragedy of the situation but from the way he was looking. He laughed, rubbed my nut sack with his left hand and said “I had a feeling that you were hung like a little girl. Only bitches suck dick that hard!” I blushed, letting him caress my nut sack and belittle me in the booth. He moved his right hand to my ass and squeezed my left cheek hard, making me jump. He kissed my neck, making me surrender as he moved his left hand off of my nut sack towards my other ass cheek and began squeezing them both.I lowered my right arm towards his cock and began.