She works her mouth down his cock and drops her hand to his thigh, letting him guide himself over her tongue. He rocks, sliding his cock forward and b...ck, stroking himself in the warm smoothness of her mouth. She rocks too, wanting to take him deeper to push his arousal higher and starts stroking his balls, noticing they are tightening already. ‘You are fantastic,’ Greyson moans. ‘I love your mouth.’ He holds her head in his hands lightly and together they move. His cock slides further and. You handed me a bunch of tissues and said "Cum in this, OK?" while you sucked my ball sack. I said yes, and let you deepthroat that meatstick until I was ready, and then I put a hand on the back of your head and shot the whole load of jizm inside. I remember your beautiful eyes went wide, looking up at me. They also said "You filthy cunt" as you gagged, and my second shot came flying out your nostrils onto the top of my cock. I weakened at the knees but didn't pull out, and you went home and. I had been particularly been looking forward to this one; I’d taken her home after catching her eye at the bar, buying her a drink or two, and very gently sliding my hand up her skirt under the table, watching her glaze over slightly as my fingers brushed the outside of her underwear. She was gorgeous; the polar opposite of me, with small tits, long, red hair, and bright green eyes, though we were both totally bare. Caressing her breasts with my mouth, I knew what I wanted to do. I had stripped. Never in a million years would I have guessed that she would be in that room. Natasha was a co-worker whom I worked with side by side but rarely said a word to and for good reasons. Natasha was a very intimidating woman both physically and mentally. She was both beautiful and sexy. She always carried herself as a woman should and even though our ages were separated by only a few years, this was a case of a woman to a boy. She was tall about 5’9”; she had long dark wavy hair that reached her ass.