“Grrl… Grrl… Grrl…”
“Oh yes… Hmmm…”
Even when he was the one blowing my dick, it was clear that he was in full control of the situation.
“You’ll cum when I’ll you tell you to, right, boy?”
“Yes… Yes, Sir… Anything you want.”
Another round of deepthroat, he smashed his nose against my pubes.
Remember, we were filthy from working outside, sweating from the heat, we had fought in the mud and I had not showered. Plus, we had already had sex twice that morning… I was stinking like hell!
Thankfully, Joe appeared to love this. He was taking everything in.
It took everything in me not to jizz in his throat!
Joe acted like he wanted to show me how a real manly blowjob should be done. Just another lesson on how to be a man. And fuck, his damn fingers were still buried deep in my warm hole! Three of them!
I was losing it.
Finally, he pulled back from my throbbing dick and commanded me:
“CUM!”
The volleys of milk flew out of my dick instantly. I was experiencing strong spasms and the creamy loads were hitting my face like bullets.
The orgasm was long and messy.
I was drenched in my own cum and every area of my body seemed to be extra-sensitive. The slightest touch of my groin, my nipples, my feet or even my ears were giving me spasms for the next five minutes.
“Joe… God… I…”
He smiled at me, looking proudly at the filth he had produced.
“You’re a good boy, Blakey. I hope I helped you relax…”
“Fuck… Yes… I… I cannot believe this.”
I was crying of joy.
He kissed my forehead, one of the only places not coated with sperm. I had even hit my own eyes.
“Maybe we should take a shower now, what do you think?” He suggested.
I chuckled.
“Wait… Let me help you out first, remember, I need to render the favour. You deserve this.”
Joe stood up and I gasped.
His cock was already dripping with white gooey cum.
“Couldn’t help myself…” He spoke sheepishly.
The realization that he had nutted while he was sucking me off made me even happier. It was simply perfect.
“You’re a dirty man, Joe Peterson.”
“I guess we’re making the perfect team then.”
He harvested some cum from his cockhead and slid his fingers in my mouth to make me taste his juice.
“Thank you, daddy.”
He slapped my ass as I stood up from the bed.
As planned, we took a quick shower — together — and then, we went to sleep, naked and cuddling.
I had forgotten all about the fight, about fainting in the grass. I fell asleep, content.
The next morning, two different things woke me up.
A familiar hard cock sliding into my ass crack and a text on my phone.
“Hope you feel better, my love 3… Only 20 days before we see each other again.”
Joe pushed his monster cock in my asshole for my first sodomy of the day, — three more would follow -, while I texted back Liv.
“Cannot wait!”
Her father fucked me hard and bred me.
It was just another day at the farm.