I didn’t see anything long-term about Sean, not to mention I knew he had been around the block a few times. I wanted to ask him why he wouldn’t get condoms when he knew I was coming over. However, I didn’t. I tried to play it cool. “Maybe another time. How about tonight a blowjob?” I didn’t often go around offering blowjobs. With Brian I would suck his cock, but only when asked. More of a girlfriend duty than anything else. However, I didn’t want to leave him with the feeling of blue balls. Plus, I’ll admit that part of me was turned on to suck his cock. It reminded me of the night of the threesome. “That’s fair.” More than fair if you ask me, but he didn’t. Instead he climbed off of me so we could switch positions. He sat on the edge of the couch. I got on to my knees in front of him. I pulled his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. I took a deep breath, unhooked my bra and let it fall to the side. He couldn’t resist cupping my breasts as I pushed my hair back. I looked up at. It was thick and long with veins running along it and topping it of was a deep red clefed head which was spewing out pre cum. He palmed his shaft and positioned it at my slick entrance and with no prelude he shoved the whole thing in with a pleasured grunt. With my mouth tapped nothing came out but a pathetic choked plea but that only spurred him on because he pulled out to the very tip and slammed in with more force than before. It was a good thing I was wet because Im sure he would have torn me to bits. Tears were flowing from my eyes and he bent down and lapped them away like a puppy. His pace had settled and while he leisurely pumped in and out and in and out he bent down to suckle on my increasingly sensitive nipples. His fat cock kept rubbing maddeningly against my g spot and I felt the first signs of an orgasm. He felt my wet pussy gripping his cock like a vice and his speed increased. Now I was against the wall my breasts mashed against his clothed chest his hands cupping my.
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