"Dylan was close to the colcha and said, "Who did you fight?" I fought Meffost. My name is Prostana. When a male of my race gets old, a younger member...fights for control of the females. I happened to lose but Meffost did not go unscathed." Are you going to fight him again?" No, young one. He won honourably and I will remain an outcast though I like to see my children once in a while." Can you talk to them the way we are doing?" This is something new to us. We could feel others and when it was. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed down as his mouth slid all the way to the base. I could feel the back of his throat on the head of my dick.------------------------"AHHH!" I moaned loudly, as I lifted his head up and pushed it back down again.------------------------ I could hear the gulping sounds of his spit each time my dick pressed against the back of his throat. I. His mouth was also helping in the drawing out of this semen as he sucked and squeezed his hand in an upwards movement. God it was lovely to feel his lips tighten round the base as more pressure was put to the head as he swallowed my coming. My body slackened off and I felt rather limp as he continued to lick round the head of my cock and my own hand went down and stroked his hair as he came to the end of his sucking on me. The air around the head of my cock felt cold when he released me and. "Loretta: "You are correct."Caller: "Why?"Loretta: "I tried it once and all it did was hurt. Some time later, I thought I'd done it wrong, thought I was in love... tried it again, but this time with extra lube. It still hurt worse than anything. So, I haven't tried it since. There are plenty of women out there who do like it... that's all well and good with me... if you like it, go ahead and do it! I've even worked with girls who enjoy it. It's just not for me. And neither is putting anything.