[...Continued]
“Oh Babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!” I loudly groan for at least 7 more seconds while I cum in her mouth. My knee is shaking like the hand of a foreign dignitary at a White House gala- and my heart- well it’s thinking that this baby might be a nice notch in my wrought iron bed post. Also, my heart counts my money and sings the saddest song ever sung- all the time. Oh well, I just came inside someone’s throat! She is looking at me expectantly- what? Oh, she probably wants a compliment. “Anastasia, you don’t have a gag reflex!” There, that should suffice. “Actually, I am sure I do because I was drinking bleach one time...” she begins into some self-important story before I cut her off entirely “I like that you’re a mystery to me, I don’t know anything about you, baby and that’s sexy.” She flushes under my tutelage and I begin to think about where I am in life, my successes... I must be so intimidating to her- oh! The thought seemed to awaken my heavy friend. I grab her hand and place it on my most valuable organ. Her eyes widen to twice their size “this is your... this is your....” she stammers before I cajole her to explore her potential through words “yeah baby, say it. I want to hear you say it.” Her eyes soften to something dark and her voice is a husky sunset “this is your... wiener.” That’s it, I am going to tear the hymen right of this cherub and shoot arrows into... well I am going to cum. I reach into my pocket for a foil packet.
[To Be Continued...]
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