dropping milk

My cute cheeks drew inward as I sucked, my wide-stretched lips embracing his shaft as my teeth gently teased the danger of a bite. “Fuck me!” he exclaimed, wrapping his powerful hands around my head. I tried to offer up a snarky comment, but it was stifled into mumbled grunts by the overwhelming mouthful of the black man’s throbbing cock. The Janitor drew back on his hips. My lips extended outward as the back of my teeth trapped his slippery cock head. I maneuvered the tip of my talented tongue into the tiny slit at the end of his prick, teasing, wriggling, probing. He hissed a sharp intake of air in response, gazing down at me with a lust-filled expression. I looked up at him in return, eyes wide and pleading for abuse. He pressed forward, his shaft sliding through my straining lips as the tip of his cock found the tiny opening to my throat. He paused, knowing this was the choke point of many girls. I leaned into him, wrapping my hands around the firm muscles of his ass and pulling myself in hard. A small gurgle of a gagging sound escaped my lips but then his cock slid down my throat. “Dammmmm!” he exclaimed in shock, feeling the muscles of my throat clamp down, rippling, drawing him ever deeper. I looked up and shot him a baleful look of vindication as he started to wonder if he had met his match. He had experience -- I grudgingly had to grant him that. He launched into a punishing series of lunging thrusts, fucking deeper and deeper into my throat. Finally his balls pressed up tight against my lips, every bit of fourteen inches of hard, black cock fully buried in my pretty mouth. But then, as my face began to flush, he drew back on his prick, allowing my flaring nostrils to greedily suck down an inrush of desperately needed air. His hands dropped to my neck as he fucked himself back in. Fingers tightened around my throat, further constricting the clutching embrace around his surging cock. Then he withdrew, forcibly prying his cock entirely free of my aching mouth. Spit and pre-cum gushed from my open lips, and long streamers of shimmering fluids spanned the gap from mouth breastmilk to cock. I gasped, my chest heaving as I sucked down air. He grabbed his cock and gently tapped the head against my face, teasing me. Skimming my fingers along his prick, I gripped him tight, smearing a generous coating of slippery goo over the entire length. I whipped my hair back from my eyes with a perky snap of my head. “Fuck me, squirt Daddy,” I begged him in a whisper. “Use my mouth like a naked cunt.” He groaned, closing his eyes as his resolve began to crumble. I don’t know why, but if you want to get a guy to pop his rocks, calling him ‘Daddy’ never fails to work its magic. His prick surged back into my mouth, every bulging vein and fleshy ripple creating an amazing friction in my grasping throat. His hips bucked like a machine as my head bobbed helplessly on his prick. My breath began to falter but still he hammered into me. I began to panic, slapping him on the leg in desperate warning as my vision began to fade to grey. Finally he relented, pulling back to let me breathe. While my life, my true life, began on my 18th birthday, I feel I would remiss if I didn't first explain how I came to that point. It was already dark outside so she just threw on her coat and didn’t bother with the dress. After witnessing Clint with his sisters last June, I had to have Erica. Amy closes he mouth on Ron’s cock. He’s breastmilk fucking her in front of him. Trying to find the edge of her panties. From outside I hear my wife laughing. Keep going, just a little faster to get me off." Just give me a call, if you need me for anything. I shook and shuddered. She has her skirt up over her knees and has removed her panties. "Twenty-three percent air purity" was the readout from the strips. “Go on Char, before it’s too late.” Anita said as she was securing her ankles to a spreader bar. "We did actually contemplate abortion. She had watched the process, fascinated as she saw it stiffen and rise, but it wasn't Johnny, so she pushed back with all her might, instead of sucking on it, which was her first instinct. It was clear she had tried to scrub the insulting phrase off her pubic mound. Yeah,” I nodded. At this point Henry was slowly thrusting away at Sally's vagina, easing his large dick all the way up the hilt on each inward thrust, and nearly pulling it out all the way on each outward thrust. I was a part of something different. “I was thinking more in the naked line squirt of one of your machines.” Ted fell over on his side. I'm so hungry." Rita had this aura about her that just made people feel happy. I really didn’t know how to do things here. "so big..."