| I thrust my cock hard and long into your mouth till I bump against your throat. I hold for a few second and then slowly withdraw. Your lips close, holding on as best they can. Your tongue swings wildly around, seeking to snare the shaft. I almost pull out - slow, taunting, tormenting. I hear your breath, your mewling ache that you never lose what you have not yet been given. I hold, lingering, lingering on your lips. Another "Snap!" of the cloth on your cunt opens your legs wide. Your mouth opens sympathetically. ... |