To maine hans kar kahaa ha ha ha lambai se kya hota hai. Main to abhi teen inch hi andar gaya hoon itna to tumare mard ravi ka hoga, to wo hairaan hok... boli sach? To phir ye itna bada kyun lag raha hai aur maine jawaab diya chinal mera lund lund nahi lauda hai gashti paraya mard tere apne mard se char guna mota hai lumbai baad me naapna apni choot se pehle mera motapa to jhel rundie. Woh man ne ko taiyaar nahi thi ke main bus teen char inch hi undar gaya tha. Is liye maine apna loda bahar. "It's kind of rough getting past those hands isn't it?" I asked as I studied the menu."They don't mean anything and they tip well," she said, showing me about the prettiest smile I had seen in months."What is the house specialty? What is the cook best at preparing?" I asked trying to match her smile but missing by a mile.She leaned over and shared reading the menu, and I had a prolonged look at her breasts, her uniform being cut the way it was. Another time my prick would have ripped my. ”“You don’t have to answer. Now, at this point, I gotta see your peter.” “What?” “Stand up and drop your pants,” I commanded.He did and when he lowered his shorts I was impressed by the size of his peter. In comparison it was maybe a little longer than my brothers but not much. It looked extremely hard. “Looks like you need a blow job,” I said and I knelt down in front of him taking his peter in my hand. I wasted no time in attempting to force it down my throat. I watched the expression. I couldn't put it off any longer – I was going to come NOW. Then the crack hit. As I let out the thick smoke, I was blasted from the peak of my orgasm to the pinnacle of a crack high. My ears rang, fireworks exploded in my brain, and I was propelled to another plane of pleasure, a high I had never dreamt of. As she repeatedly squeezed and released my cock with her throat, my cock grew even harder, and my balls tightened against the bottom of my shaft, then started to throb as my cum welled.