I could taste the distinct flavor of the pre-ejaculation seepage from his rigid cock. I could smell the faint scent of his semen as well.Eric liked me...trying to insert the tip of my tongue into his urethra; he liked it a lot. I returned to sucking on him again, concentrating my tongue on the ridge of his cock's head. As I sucked the large head of his cock, Eric thrust his hips upward on each down stroke of my fist. For the next several minutes, I licked, kissed and sucked this large thick. Best of all it can not be traced back to anyone, let alone us." So you are talking my 'run out the back door plan' but with a RPB instead of fight my way across the border," I said."Oh I'm sure we will have to fight our way out, but it will just be on the river instead of in the jungle. I so much prefer that," he said."Well, I have to admit that you did bring something to the dance," I suggested."Too bad you are a drunk," he said. "They told me not to bring any booze with me because you were a. Soon her hand begin to move, gliding across Kamari’s bare skin, When she starts to moan, the master stops and spreads her ass cheeks apart, exposing the inside of the tight backdoor to the now cooler air. The sensation of the cool air threatens to overtake Kamari until a warm tongue slides over and around the entrance before slipping into the open hole. It doesn’t last long, as if she is only stealing a taste. Because squeezing the base of her prick, the master guides it to Kamari’s ass,. Five years and they knew each other well. Graham forced a smile out. It was a weak effort. John knew Graham’s moods well enough. Graham always felt like an intruder in the sanctuary. His partner knew he was more comfortable out on the dark streets. Another hymn, painful in its familiarity began and Graham mouthed the words conscious of the mirror the nearby youth seemed to offer as the boy self-consciously shuffled his feet and clutched the hymnal awkwardly against his chest. He made no effort.