" I smiled and looked at her, "Oh Gina that would be so sweet of you. Please tell me you will suck my cock, I would love it if you would. Please Gina,...I'l buy you something nice if you do." She said "Alright, since you asked so nice. Lay back and let me see what I can do for you. Your cock is pretty big so I'll have to go slow." I said OK and closed my eyes as she started licking up and down my shaft, pausing at the tip to run her tongue around the head and across my pee hole. With her hand. It could have been over in 3 minutes if he wanted. But he wanted this to last. He told her to get onto her knees at the same time as pushing her down. He grabbed her hair, two hands grabbing two clumps of hair each. He held her head and pushed himself into her mouth. He pushed in a long way, so that the head of his penis assaulted the soft palate, at the beginning of her throat. She gagged sometimes. It went on for so long that her jaw ached. The saliva in her mouth took on a life of. He had no practice today and his only class was already over, he had slept through it, so he just relaxed at Bree’s apartment. Her living room was huge. She had a single large leather couch and a leather chair that looked big and comfortable. The far wall between a pair of framed and signs Cowboy’s jerseys was a large LCD flatscreen TV. ‘I think I love this girl.’ He said with a grin. He was just sitting down to see if anything was on TV when his cell went off. He looked down at the display. She was rocked by orgasm after orgasm as her nipple rings were pulled and flicked over and over. She would open her eyes to find a cock hanging in her face to be sucked before it was his turn. Her screams of pleasure mixed with moans and pleas of 'Fuck me! Fuck me!' while shaking her head as if she was having a seizure. She had no idea how many cocks she had inside her seemingly lost in a fog. After the last guy filled her, the resident tattoo artist climbed up & tattooed "XII with a cum.