It oozes all over my hand. I keep rubbing him until his muscle starts to relax. He lifts his head and gives me a sheepish grin. He watches as I take m... cum covered hand and caress my breasts with it, painting myself with his cream. He sits back against the couch, trying to catch his breath.A smile comes over his face as I slide my face to his lap. I was already running my tongue along his staff. I lick him slowly, savoring the flavor. I tease him with the tip of my tongue, lapping, from the. She was wearing a black dress with green outlines. Her dress was obviously design for women that are taller than 5 ft and weighed more than 250 pounds because this woman has a lot of curves. She was wearing 10 inch black high heels that light up every time she walks with a green flashing light.Before she could say a word to me I kissed her and began pressing her massive body against the park's fence. I pressed my crutch against her left hip. She used her right hand to fuddle my balls while. Though his cerulean eyes were almost painfully lovely, they seemed so sad-even now-that Magnus felt compelled to understand why. To me you looked like a fallen angel, beautiful and tragic all at once. He brushed his hand lightly down Dariuss cheek. For a moment it looked like he was on the edge of something. Maybe speaking, maybe sobbing, his handsome features twisted into a mask of painful uncertainty. But it was only for a moment. Quickly his expression changed back and he sat up. I-I should. As good looking as any porn queen or centerfold. Currently she was a blonde but she had started darker, kind of mousy hair like mine, dishwater blonde somebody told me, and had so far tried a dozen shades - I liked the redhead best and told her so.So I stood there in the doorway looking at her and felt my big cock filling rapidly. I had relieved myself when I awoke with an iron-hard erection as I usually did, but now it was coming up again. Not unusual but sometimes annoying.She heard the door.