When Chris finally got his pants off, I pulled him down to the couch and pressed my lips around the tip of his cock. It was a pretty tight fit – I w...s only able to get about three inches of it into my mouth. It actually made my jaw ache a bit. But I got on my knees and elbows on the couch and did my best to give Chris’s massive rod a good fucking with mouth and hands. I felt Al behind me and soon felt the tip of his cock pushing its way into my sopping wet pussy. It took him a second or two to. I love the sensation of the approaching orgasm - the feeling as that first drop of semen begins to gush slowly from the head of my throbbing cock, watching it emerge as a small whit e drop, before growing rapidly into a thick cloudy white bead. I like to take in the contrast of its whiteness against the redness of my dick, as I savor the feeling of my sperm leaking from the head of my now hypersensitive cock-head.For some reason, that first drop always tastes the best – as if you are tasting. ‘Her milky thighs were just magical. Her face was just mesmerizing, with few drops of golden water falling from her perfectly untied hair. Her eyes were shining like the dewdrops in the sun.I was devouring her like a pure devotee, and I was pretty sure she caught me looking at her because she stopped for a moment near the bed and moved on towards the bags with clothes. Looking confused, she asked, “It’s very hot here, and I don’t want to sweat after a bath. What shall I wear now, Siv?”’ 8) By:. Red. Yeah that’s what I’ll call her. Cris looked every which way, scanned every face to find her again and when she did her breath left her lungs and caught in her throat. There she was in the middle of the dance floor dancing alone like no one was watching her, with her hands in the air and a smile on her face. The way the light kissed her dress and brown skin as she swayed her hips was downright sinful. Cris let her eyes travel up her body; from her shapely legs to her slim waistline, past.