My body shaking as he unloaded. I tasted his sperm as I gulped and began swallowing his warm sperm. I felt so warm. So alive.Trembling... as I sucked. Vibing. Lost in the deep state of cock bliss. Good girls swallow. I earned his sperm. I got him hard. This is my creamy reward. Better than ice cream. I was electric.“ AWWWW.OHH.Danielle .I love you. I want you Honey babe.” My cells went cosmic on me, I drifted into space as my toes curled.MMM.. ’ ‘Every Monday evening until her father died. Shelia’s dad and my father were in the forces together. John Peters lost his sight in the same mine explosion that crippled my father. Every Monday since I was old enough, I pushed my old man’s wheelchair round to Sheila’s house and the two old soldiers would talk war together, and my old man would read to John Peters. Poor bugger never did get the hang of Braille, nerve damage or something. ‘When my father passed on, I went round there on my own. "Did you help him?" she asks."No, I did not, it's 3 in the morning and it's frigin' well pouring rain out there!" Well, you have a short memory," says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him and you should be ashamed of yourself! God loves drunk people too you know."The man does as he's told, gets dressed and goes out into the pounding rain.He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?" Yes,". She slid her foot up pressing my cock into me and took the toe of her shoe up the underside of my cock milking me a bit. I was rubbing her sweet pussy through her hose, sucking harder on her nipple. I could feel her heat and her hose getting damp. She knew what was coming next and took me by my hair and pushed me further down. Spreading her legs, I slid down putting my arms behind me and placing my face in her pussy as she straddled my face I slid my tongue out along her gusset. When I reached.