Tarpor rita pechone giye ko-r pachate jore jore chor marte thalo, or pach te rokto jome lal hoye galo. Tarpor rita ko-r pod-e fingering korer chesta k...rlo, kintu or pod-r phuto eto choto ar tight je, rita angul dhokate parlo na. Tokhon rita ko-r gud-e angul dhukiye narate thaklo, jate o taratari uttejito hoye pore. Eber subho koyel-r pacha-r samne dariye or khara bara ta ko-r gud-r phuto-r kache niye ese, jore ekta niswas niye ek dhakka te gud-r bhetor puro ta dhukiye dilo. Koyel kokiye knede. I pulled his hands away and brought them forward to hold them in front of me. ‘Please, wait.’ I whispered. I couldn’t look at him, so I stared down at his hands. Crap! I thought I could do this. I was breathing hard and completely aroused but I couldn’t do this. My fantasy was blooming in front of me and I just couldn’t turn off the doubts in my brain. What the hell was wrong with me! ‘Lily.’ Marty said calmly. He pulled one of his hands from my grasp and cupped my cheek gently. ‘Lily, please. And I did. That second load of cum convinced me I wanted more and could easily get addicted. Damn, I liked it, or should I say, loved it.Over the next two months, I had six sucking sessions and was becoming a much-improved cocksucker. I was learning to relax and let that big cock enter my throat, something I wanted as much as my feeder did.On the day I performed my first deep throat, my wife unexpectedly came in. As she entered the room, he had his cock in my throat and he was moaning. I didn’t. ” Trudy finished explained the absence of everyone.“I wonder if Michael needs his hand holding?” Laurie murmured thoughtfully as she poured herself a cup of coffee and took some toast from one of the hot plates.“He’s a grown man and I am sure he can handle a little needle.” Trudy shrugged indifferently.“He didn’t fare too well when they stuck it in me yesterday,” Laurie giggled. “For a minute I though he was going to pass out on me!”Trudy’s lips twitched into the semblance of a smile, but it.