But each time, the violent shaking had returned. The manic cycles had seemed to be unending.Now, late on Monday, a feeling of calm at last seemed to b... holding. He had sat silently in his room, awake and alert, for more than two hours without regressing into another panic cycle.His thought processes seemed to have become rational and linear again. Cautiously, Phelps allowed himself to relive the events of Saturday.He had not been unduly shocked when the woman had reacted negatively to his. ‘Come on slut, suck my cock clean of all this cum and get me hard again,' he ordered me like I was his sex slave.I have always loved sucking cocks and so many men had squirted cum into my mouth or over my face. I soon got to really enjoy the feel of big cocks jerking and twitching inside my throat as they shot off their loads. I always swallowed and licked them up clean. I called it my ‘Wild-Man’s Honey.’I like a man to squirt down my throat, and I use his cum to lubricate the back of my tongue. After changing into a comfortable t-shirt, I sat at the edge of the bed. I took off my sneakers and lied down on the bed. In no time at all, I fell asleep. About an hour or so, I woke up suddenly from a dream.I was thinking to myself, “Why did I have to wake up now? That big pile of sexy hunk was about to fuck me good and boy he did have a nice dick.” Then, I was wet and horny and awake. I got up and went to the washroom to clean myself. I wore the jeans again and came back and sat at the edge. I wished her good afternoon with a smile.We were in lift now and she noticed me walking lamely.“What happened Amul?” She asked me.“Nothing aunty just an injury while playing cricket,” I said.“Beta I think you need first aid, see you have blood marks on your track,” she said.“Yes, aunty the first aid will be good. Mom gave u keys?” I asked.Yes, Amul they are in my house. Your mom went out an hour ago giving me keys. She told.I followed to her house for the house keys. She told me to sit and.