I kept sucking & swallowing as fast as i could so not even a single drop could somehow escape... his hard legs trembled almost uncontrollably& he pull...d back until just the head was in me as it seemed he would keep cumming in me 4ever& i lashed my tongue all around his bloated glans as he splattered my feverishly swirling tongue with what felt like gallons of thick & juicy seed... i struggled 2 keep his hyper-sensitive cock-headclamped tight between my wide-stretched lips until he suddenly. Ab me uski choot ko chat raha tha uske chut pink color ki hochuki thi bhabhi to bahot hi garam ho chuki thi ab unse bardasht nahi ho raha tha.or me unki chut ko ice candy ki tarah suck kar raha tha or vo to bilkul swarg ka maza le rahi thi or jor jor se siskariya le rahi thi,Aaaahhhhhhh, umm,ooorrrrrr, jjjjjjjooorrrr ssseeee itne me ek jorka phawwara unke chut me se nikla or sara ka sara pani ere mu me le liya or phir bhabhi ko kiss kiya or unke chut ka pani unko pila diya.ab vo bed so gayi or. " I had pictured something like this for years. I had watched the videos, read the stories, and occasionally took a banana from the kitchen to practice. But this was the real thing. I was scared! I timidly unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He had a small bulge in his boxers, and I have to admit, I was getting turned on myself. I hope it didn't show in my pants. His own member was very short, probably not even four inches. In my fantasies, he was always much longer, but this was a real. I walked through the quiet house with only the chimes of the hall clock to keep me company and raided my father's liquor cabinet. He was a Jack Daniels man and I helped myself to a goodly amount and headed back to my room. I'd have to buy a new bottle soon.Yes, back to my room. My mother had kept it pretty much the same as when I left. She had moved a big leather chair up from downstairs thinking I might want someplace to sit and read. I looked around in the darkness. Useless football trophies.