Then the first squirt came, entering my mouth, and another and another... his hands grabbed my head, holding it in place, as strings of clinging sperm...formed between my lips and the tip of his penis.I had learned that, even though it felt a little strange doing this, John liked seeing me when taking his semen in my mouth, seeing me play with it on my tongue and lips, then swallowing it. He said 'it made him cum harder', and it sure did. I had gotten accustomed to taste his sperm several times a. You smile at the sight of your cock taking possession of my mouth yet again. I look up into your eyes as you take a firm hold of my head to feed more of your big cock into my mouth. My lips stretch and slide over the widening contours of your dick as your precum leaks out all over my tongue.You pause when you reach the back of my throat to allow me a few seconds to acclimate to the dimensions of your cock. The size of your cock triggers my gag reflex and I start to choke, so you ease your hips. " Good evening, sir, Missus."I kept my mouth shut. "Good evening, officer." That voice."Sergeant, are you out of your mind?" I need it examined, sir, yes."He holstered it, but, left the leather hook dangle."I'm going to square the window. Leave all 4 hands where they are. Is this command fully understood?" Yes, sir." In unison."I am Sergeant Tommy Gentile of the Papillion Police Department. My badge number is xxxxxx.He leaned in a bit, spied Girl. "Good evening, Missus, are you married to this. I lit her cigarette and she thanked me. I then produced a half filled bottle of wine that I had snagged off the bar and refreshed our glasses. We touched glasses and there was a moment of uncomfortable silence as she took a pull from her glass with her eyes locked on mine. Finally she set her drink on the ledge and spoke. "Well, did you wear them?" she asked in a hushed tone. "Yes." "I don't believe you." As we were alone and she was standing very close I undid my zipper and she slipped the red.