Breasts that he had covered with her arms to preserve some of her dignity were now just a flush of red, like a sunburn, mixed with an occasional light...purple streak.“That’s impossible,” he whispered. Looking like he had seen a ghost, he whipped back around, tossed the flashlight on the passenger seat, and quickly started the SUV moving again. He began to push the vehicle over the speed limit as he felt an incredible sense of urgency to get back to his home and review the recordings. He had to. He was gorgeous! Spinning cocktails clearly had its benefits. He trailed my hand down his chest towards the mixture, achingly slowly, all the time watching me, following my cues. Down he led my hand, down, down, until I felt just the tip of his erection before he closed my hand around the mixer. I was so caught up in him, in the infinite possibilities I saw in his eyes that I got an enormous fright as he pressed the button, his finger over mine on the switch. The mixer in his pants vibrated as. I felt his cock in my mouth spurt out and shoot his cum. It hit the back of my throat causing me to gag and tear up slightly but by now I was so excited to receive this discharge, too busy swallowing and tasting it to care. His cum flooded me as he pumped what felt like a pint of his cream into my eagerly sucking mouth. It ran down my chin and dripped onto my own cock as he held himself clenched and let his orgasm jet out. I was intoxicated by the taste and feel of his sperm in my mouth knowing. I went for broke and placed my tongue directly on his sludge covered hole. Needless to say, it tasted like shit. But knowing I was doing something to this adonis that no stupid girl had ever done (and that he had no idea was being done to him) drove me animalistic. As i lapped up the bitter leftovers on his hole i could only wonder just what it was I was eating. What foods that he scoffed down his gullet was I now tasting after travelling the entire length of his digestive tract?As much as I.