I've always loved drinking cum, but it had always been hot from theballs, and recently I'd been mostly interested in having my throatfucked hard by gr...ups of large dicked guys who'd deposit their spermdirectly into my gullet, which I wrote about in a previous story'Throat Pussy'.But, as they say, curiosity killed the cat, so I dropped a quick emailback, with two pictures of myself, one that was a basic clear pictureof me in lingerie, and another that had been taken during the 'ThroatPussy'. I took the oozing head and wet foreskin of his then-hard, twelve inch cock into my mouth. I had never been that excited about sucking Billy’s dick, but I was eager to taste Calvin’s massive meat. I could hardly believe that men could have cocks that big.As I sucked Calvin’s cock, Otis was rubbing my breasts from the side, as Chester moved down to unfasten my pants. I was crouched over sucking Calvin, and Chester slid my pants and underwear down. The aroma of my hairy, wet, and aroused pussy. They were almost the same height only that Erica was an inch shorter than she. Erica seemed to have it all. Or maybe she didn’t. Maybe that was her reason for being reclusive. There had to be something wrong with Erica. At this point, Yvonne sighed. She had spent close to an hour seated in one spot thinking of her enigmatic colleague. This was the first time she had given the girl any thought at all. She smiled to herself, there was always a first time. Yvonne seemed to get carried away. As. I mean he clearly didn't just want a drink she thought to herself , the last thing she needs in her life is more male complications . it was at that point her heart skipped a beat as she felt a hot flush on her chest and she felt her cheeks warm up as she thought to herself 'Jesus I'm getting fucking turned on at the thought , ok i need a shower and an early night ' . as she stood up the pressure of her pants against her vagina gave away an obvious damp feeling as she felt the unmistakeable.