I want you to focus on exactly what I’m doing. Picking up speed I make sure to take as much of your shaft into my mouth as possible without slowing ...own. Working to maintain my pace I feel your hips start to move with me, allowing me to take you deeper with each thrust. Suddenly your hand tightens in my hair causing me to moan again. I know what’s coming next and relax as your hand pushes my head down, forcing me to take your cock completely to the base as your cum slides down my throat. After. " Different artist," Jake explained. "Listen, are you, uh, hungry? Or anything?"Béla was studying one of the drawings, looking for a name. She finally found it: 'Frazetta.'"Uh, no, I mean, yes," Béla replied. "Do you have anything here?"Jake grinned. "Yep! It's in the kitchen."Béla didn't really know what she might be having tonight. She couldn't smell anything. Then Jake was back, looking dejected."Oven quit working," he muttered."Oh!" Béla replied, trying not to make him upset. "Well, at. I resist a little, but you know I am hungry for you. I am always hungry for you. You pull back on my hair, turning my face up towards you, and look into my eyes as you force your way in. You aren't playing "nice", there's little time for me to adjust to the size of you before you are hitting the back of my throat, making me choke. You pull back slightly, letting me catch my breath and lean over me, one hand against the door, the other still controlling my movement by my hair. Now you push back. I told him no, and that I considered myself bi-sexual with cross-dressing tendencies.He grabbed me by the waste and pulled me in close. He whispered in my ear that at first he was shocked, but after thinking about it, he was really turned on. When he said this I looked down at his cock and could tell, the monster had grown to about 11.5 inches, rock hard. I gulped a nervous gulp and he pushed me to my knees. Before another word was said, I was sucking on his huge man-meat. I could only go down.