“Although I understand you prefer to be called AJ Well, AJ, allow me to enlighten you about one small matter,” Peter said. His voice suddenly hard...ned, “I can take care of myself.”Everyone in the room understood that a threat had been sent and a threat returned. The poor schmuck had no idea who he was dealing with. No one crossed crazy AJ, particularly when he was high on drugs and that was most of the time. Three men looked around the room not quite sure what to make of the exchange. This. Why couldn't I shut up? Why wouldn't he do the gentlemanly thing and stop my mouth with a nice big fat cock?But then he did just that, shoving himself insistently into my yap, parting my lips wide to accommodate his girth. Richard would have a difficult time fitting his cock into a turtle-neck shirt let alone my much smaller mouth, but somehow I managed. My lips peeled around his prick like a second foreskin, and it was all I could do to distract myself by licking him. My tongue was amazed at. Unhone puchha achha sapne me main kya kar rahi thi to main bola aap kapde badal rahi thi aur main chhup kar dekh raha tha tab hi ye ho gaya. Wo boli tumne kya dekha maine kaha aapki puri body. To wo boli naam lekar batao to main bola apke stan, yoni aur guda jiske karan aisa hua. Wo has kar boli mujhe kitabi naam nahi regular naam batao aur unme kon sa part sabse achha laga. Maine kaha apki chuchiya, chut aur gaand par gaand sabse achhi lagti hai. Wo thoda sharma gai aur chup ho gai. Fir wo. Are you gonna stay all fat and hard for me? Do you want to stretch my poor little juicy pussy? Huh? I bet you want to spit all your lovely goo deep inside my little twat, don't you? Or would you rather stretch my tight little asshole? It's been too long since I felt you stretching me, throbbing deep in my colon." As if that sort of conversation was going to draw me back from the brink of ecstasy land!Whatever it ought to have done, once she began her narrative, and stopped deep throating me, my.