Then he starts back from the bottom this time going just a little faster and flicking at the end instead of circling. In real life my moans are breat...y and hushed. I don’t want to wake anyone up lest they find me in such a position. My face is where you see the pleasure, my eyes shut hard and my teeth are bared when it gets really good. Sometimes, my bottom lip suffers between my teeth to keep me from making too loud a sound. He starts to pick up speed, seeing that my hips are starting to. But this time my lust was combined with anger at being manipulated by that little bitch. After putting up with her crap for several months, and then being blackmailed by her, I was in no mood to have some cute "roll in the hay" with her. I had another picture in mind."OK," I sighed, "you win. But, one time only, and you keep your mouth shut." Of course, coachie. Hey, do you think you're the first older guy I've been with? My GPA has come up half a point this year, and it's not just because I'm. They compare everything about their husbands and boyfriends, from the clothes they wear to their cock size, but contrary to what most guys think, cock size is not the most talked about item. The largest topic of conversation among women, at least where I work, is oral sex - not giving, but getting. Probably two-thirds of the ribald remarks made by the women where I work are of an oral sex nature and once I got over my initial awkwardness I started to play along. I'd tell them they looked good. He emptied burst after burst into my hungry, waiting mouth grunting with every powerful blast. I had waited too long to waste any of it. I swallowed as little as possible holding it in my mouth, savoring every drop. As he withdrew I looked up, opened my mouth, and showed it to him like a good slut. Then, almost boastful, swallowed his flavorful seed. He quickly adjusted himself and left the booth.It was like a religious experience. I felt a sensation wash over me after what I had just done,.