He sat there for a few more moments, making sure that every last drop he could pump was inside me. As he pulled out slowly I squeezed, trying to suck out every drop from his softening cock. He got up and moved back to the couch, pulling my panties up over my used ass, and sat back on the couch. He motioned for me to come nearer and as I scooted on my knees closer to him I could feel his thick cum running into my panties, mixing with m own. I got to him, sitting there on my knees smiling up at him, my head still swooning. I felt his hand running along the side of my face and felt myself nuzzling against it. Suddenly I felt his hand on the back of my head, forcing it down. I opened my mouth to gasp but instead I gagged as he shoved his cock into my mouth. I struggled slightly, gagging because his cock had hit the back of my throat so quickly but also because of the strange pungent taste that invaded my tongue. I realized, as I started to relax my throat and suck his cock clean, that the taste in my mouth was in fact..me. That thought sent me for another loop and I proceeded to suck his cock hard and long enough for him to become hard again and he was barely able to get it from my mouth before spraying my face with his hot sticky cum.
We had sex a couple of more times that night and every weekend after that was more and more exciting…especially when summer vacation came. But that is another story…
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