As he continued to unload deep inside me, he noticed my discomfort as I needed to breathe. He backed out of my throat and as his spitting cock cleared...my airway, I drew in a big gulp of cool air. His ejaculating cock continued to flood my mouth with more of his semen as I was now able to feel it fill my mouth and settle on my tongue. I loved the creamy texture as I rolled it around on my tongue as the last few gobs spurted against the back of my mouth. Finally, he was totally drained. He kept. After the success of our last date, my anticipation was high, but as he was as non-commital as ever about making arrangements, and just said he'd be in touch, I worried he might be losing interest. Obviously not. At ten past eight, I clattered up the stairs to his apartment, made late by fussing for too long with my hair, nervously applying and blotting and then re-applying my lipstick, and studying my legs in the mirror as I put on my stockings, adjusting the suspender belt and ensuring the. He slammed his cock into me as fast as he could over and over and over again. I couldn't stop myself as I squirted on his cock, screaming out his name. He pulled out, holding himself away from me while giving me a light kiss on the lips. The kiss quickly turned passionate as he slowly slid his cock back into me. He took his time sliding in and out, teasing me. I liked it rough and he knew I did. I looked up at him, begging him with my eyes. He smiled, and started fucking me harder. I could do. Wow, just in time! If he'd said I was done a few minutes before, I never would have had that wonderful orgasm feeling! I had never felt anything near as good as it felt when I reached "tingliness" with the plug moving around inside me!-o0o-After that, we did just about the same thing every day, and I was able to play with myself every time while still getting my exercises done. For some reason, the exercise itself made playing with my pussy more fun than it was alone in my bed, and I always.