Squeezing a little in her hand she surrounded my prick with the lovely stuff bringing it as hard as possible. It did not require any real effort on he...r part. In fact I had to say stop, to prevent my cuming immediately. “Ian, don’t worry about coming quickly – I know you’ll be up again very soon.”Maria delicately stroked my shaft up and down, lingering at the top of my prick for a moment and gently moistening my lips with her tongue. As she did this I erupted on her T-shirt and shorts in total. I had spent the better part of my 29 year old life casually dating women and “working on my career.” And sure I loved the taste of a cunt and to a lesser extent the feeling of fucking one, but it’s never felt right before. My entire sex life has been like going to eat Chinese food when your desperately craving Italian; sure it’ll fill you up but your never going to be truly satisfied.At 26, when my father passed, I started to finally accept some hard truths about myself, and after three years. “This is what we use on the Bear Track staff,” he said, as he showed me the big heavy camera. (To my younger readers: This is well before the age of digital photography.) He went on to explain that, if I was interested in joining the yearbook staff, he would teach me everything I needed to know about the job, how to use the camera, and how to develop and print the photos we took. We talked a little about the time commitment and his expectations. My worry was that I was inexperienced with a. ?Come on, little whore,lick it good.? I encouraged her and her tongue pushed inside me, I ground mypussy against her mouth and began to come ?Come on, come on, don't dare stop,ahhh? I held her face in position as my juices dribbled into her mouth anddown her chin, overcome with ecstasy I let go of her hair ad leant back againstthe door as Jessica slumped down on the cold floor crying at this latest humiliation. I reached for the water controls and turned them on, the water cascaded overboth of.