I didn’t tell the last guy what a massive, handsome prick he had, and the best-tasting helmet I had ever had in my mouth. “They like that kind of ...thing,” she laughed. “And they leave bigger tips as well.” So after that, every cock that I sucked was... well, you can imagine. And if two came in together (and I got my first of those that lunchtime), then both of them were so hot and hard that “I wish I had two mouths so I could taste you both at once.”I learned to make sounds in the back of my. Her encounter with Henry Wells had given her a whole new outlook on life, and in particular, on sex.But she was still confused and unsure of how she should handle the situation. Last night she had gotten home only a short time before Jay, and she had pretended to be asleep when he arrived so that she wouldn't have to face him. When he left for school this morning she had also pretended to be sleeping. The fact was, however, that she had gotten very little sleep, if any at all. She didn't see. Stepping behind me and asking was I ready. she swung her foot at my balls, trying to drive them out of my throat. I hung there moaning. The little shit came in front of me, grabbed my balls in her hand and took a big bite of my cock. She drew blood. Smiling she proceeded to kiss me with my blood on her mouth.After the cheers and laughter died down, 2 of them held her up so she could piss on my face. She had been drinking steadly all day so it actually tasted good. My wife drank Dr pepper. Taste. ‘She looked good,’ I said to Carol as we paused to look around. Jen was right, it was quiet. A couple of family groups, moms and kids, a couple, younger than Carol and me, maybe late high school or just starting college, that age, the girl tanned all over, the boy showing a paler butt, and three girls, two of them cottontails. But the teenagers seemed to be leaving and in a few minutes there were just us and the two family groups. We laid our towels out near the pines, and Carol took out the.