I knelt down on the floor and he lifted my face. He held out the rod and told me to kiss it. My face was tear streaked and my hair clung in wet tendri...s to my face. I kissed the rod of pain and pleasure. He liked what he saw, and told me to open my mouth. He unzipped his pants and told me to suck him. I sucked him hard into my mouth, wanting him to see how good I was sucking as much of him as I ever had, when he whispered. “Not good enough Delilah, I want it down your throat.” He gripped the. So, as well as writing some user installation, configuration and operations documentation, I also had to write the short paper for the ACS Journal. Writing technical papers wasn’t my strong point, but I did share the house with two technical writers in Murph and Wendy, plus I could always get Patrick’s input on it as well.The mid-semester break came around quite quickly; as well as a week’s break from lectures, it was also the scheduled release of our latest album. As before, this was being. She had to really concentrate to keep from cumming. She could tell that Max wasn't ready to cum quite yet so she had to switch most of her focus to keeping her orgasm at bay. Finally she felt his cock begin to swell and she redoubled her sucking efforts and the twirled her tongue back and forth over the underside of his cockhead on the most sensitive part. She felt his cock begin to expand and twitch and knew he was about to cum. She let go of her control and let go. She sank his cock all of. . Oh my, this man has been saving up a lot of this white, sticky yuck… I do have to taste it, though… so, taking my other hand, which was equally full of the stuff, I took it up to my mouth, and began to lick it off. Ronnie whimpered like an injured puppy at the sight of what I was doing. My pretty Ronnie tasted of Salt, and Hay, and Summertime, and even a little bit of Beer. All these tastes together. He held me close for the longest while, my bare breasts close to his sweet-horse smellin boy.