On shaking legs, you raise one finger, we stop, waiting to hear what you want to say. "I won't be a minute, don't move . . . . . . "
And with that you are gone, out the still open door, pulling at your jeans as you stumble through the room.
As I lay over the corner of the bed with my legs splayed, cum drooling out of my battered fanny and my chin still glistening with Kevin's massive deposit, my fucker flops down beside my head, his semi hard cock still slightly drooling its essences towards my sweat covered body.
"One fucking tight little arsehole you got there," he growls. "Anyone ever been up it?" he spits.
I nod slowly then shake my head. I don't really know what to say. If I admit that I enjoy having my arse fucked, he won't give up until he's plundering that too, but if I say no, then he's going to want to be the first.
"Do you want to clean me up whilst you're laying there." He shuffles closer to my face.
I slowly raise my aching head, my neck and jaw still painful after Kevin's assault. Now I remember why I feel so grateful right now, I was right, his cock is so beautiful, so big. Even half asleep it must be over six inches long and as many round.
I reach out with my hand, grasp and squeeze it a couple of times. It spits white fluid at me and I giggle. I squeeze again, the same happens but I am ready for it this time. My tongue is out, it's properly lined up and I can gulp down the very end of his wonderful explosion.
I raise it from where it lays across his hip and swirl it with my tongue, I stick it in his pee hole and he moans. I slurp in his bloated cock head and suck hard for any remnants of his cum still loitering in his shaft.
If I start pumping him now, I wonder if I can get him hard enough for another fuck, maybe he has another load inside those massive balls that he would be willing to empty down my throat.
Oooo, I feel more alive now, now I have this wonderful cum machine in my hand. I pull from the base and watch his balls pull tightly away from his body. All the skin ahead of my hand is pushed over his purple helmet, still it weeps at me. I pull sharply back and the skin on the head tightens and shines at me.
In my mouth again, this time bobbing frantically, I'm doing it, I can feel it filling with his hot blood, twitching in my hand
"Ooooo fuck, girl, you're good, you're soooo fucking good. That's it, squeeze hard, pump me, pump faster, oooooo yes, take it to the back of your mouth, I want to fuck your mouth, oooooo so fucking hot."
He roughly holds my head with his massive hands and pumps me onto my hand still working his shaft. I keep him out my throat with my tongue, how long will he let me get away with that?
"There's sloppy seconds waiting for you down there if you're interested mate, I got her nice and loose for ya."
