Down and back. Just feeling that glorious cock at the back of my throat. I had learned from an early age that there were just some women who were born...to suck cock. They had the skills and the desire for it and they just didn't feel right about the world unless they had a mouth full of man meat. I always counted myself in that group of women because I love sucking cock. I love the taste, I love the feel of a man's cock on my tongue, I love the smell of a man's crotch pressed up against my nose.. Mmmmm! I could not control myself. I started rubbing my cock. It was still all sticky from my massive load of cum. All the things in my head said ‘No...this is not right! I need to get out of this!’ My heart was saying ‘YES!! Go for it. Give in to your desires. This is your moment of heaven!’She was stretching and wiggling those pretty hosed-covered feet right in front of my face. I heard her saying “Mmmm” noises. This just got me turned on so much more! Hearing my friend’s mom making moaning. I switched my mouth her other nipple while my hand undid her belt and unbuttoned her pants. She shuttered as my hand inched down her tight stomach to her waiting snatch. Her bush was trimmed into a nice little patch right above her lips. My middle finger slid over her clit down to her waiting hole where I inserted just the tip. Her breathing became heavier at that movement, “Stop teasing,” she quietly moaned. I quit playing with her tits to concentrate on pleasing her aching pussy. I sank my. Splayed limbs revealed the ejaculate seeping from both orifices, though his final load — the one he’d delivered straight across her tongue — had long since disappeared down her throat. He watched her for a while, love and desire swelling his heart, then reached down to pull a crumpled, sweat-stained sheet over their naked bodies. Piece by piece, moment by moment, he unspooled the events of the day until he was back at the precipice, peering over the edge, curiosity once again giving way to.