. I was having her licking my spit, I was having her screaming, I was alive. Every time she wanted me to stop was like an invitation for more. I loved...to see her like that, loved it when she was without ammo, no more mature vs young , only power vs fragility… This is where it will always be the same, if only man be man!So I grabbed her hair and pointed her face towards me and said, you are getting ass fucked, she could not form any words…she knew the control was all mine. I had to taste her. It was a big uncircumcised cock that I couldn't resist. It was not long before I was on my knees giving blowjobs on a regular basis when I traveled. I still fucked my wife, but my fantasies while I fucked her were about the dicks I had sucked, especially those with big loose foreskins.I have a regular golf foursome at the club consisting of my next-door neighbor Charlie and two guys from work. We play every Saturday morning, sit around drinking beer in the clubhouse and telling stories, before. Also to the back. Hanging. D****d like thick pancake batter. Another and another and another. Held still. Didn’t fight it. Slimey. Awful texture. No taste. Penis still spurting. Two more, four seconds apart.Then, Gilbert’s cock slackened and just oozed semen into the school boy’s mouth. It twitched. Brynn twitched also. The man’s hands weren’t holding his head but were stroking his hair. Mouth full of semen---YUCK!---but he heard “good boy” words.Gilbert began to withdraw and Brynn remembered. "You need to know that if you stay strong, you won't be sorry. You keep punchin' for us and we'll do the same for you." Is that what you talked about at the golf course with Hart and Smith?" Alvin asked. "I've got my sources, too, so don't deny it. Was it that, or planning a little revolt?" It was the first, Alvin; we discussed that, my duck-hook and how much money I owed Blake."Alvin chuckled. "Never bet with Blake. He played for his college team, you know." I lost even more to Jim Sweeney on.