Put my BBC back in there"You feel my cock slide back in your pussy....all of it in one stroke....to the hilt.I begin to pound you from behind.....you ...get close to cumming....then I grab your hips and begin to slam my cock into your pussy then you hear my say "Want some cum to take back with you??" Oh yeah....cum in my pussy.....breed me."You feel my cock swell and then.....the pulse.....you feel my cum flooding your pussy and washing over your cervix. Then suddenly you feel me pull out and say. "I'm not sure," he said cautiously. Then he brightened, "But we do have a great brunch buffet, really, it's good. We call it the Bruffet. Are you hungry?" No, not really." Oh." He seemed sort of sad."Where is everyone?" I looked around and the place seemed deserted."Everyone?" He looked around too."Yeah, um ... Where's Adolf Hitler? And Jeffrey Dahlmer? And um ... Judas? Isn't Judas here? I'd love to talk to him." Uh ... no, there's just us." Huh?" You're the first person to be damned." What?". "Yeah, you're getting much better."I murmured my assent.On my knees, already aching against the dirty tile floor, I continued sucking this stranger's cock, oblivious to what was actually happening. My own palms squeezed tight almost my desperate manhood, already aching and oozing with my own juices. I stroked desperately, all too aware of how everything but the pink head was hidden from his sight.I pumped, sucked, and slurped, lost in everything other than the ecstasy of release. At times, it. " "You going to be able to do your thing?" I want to do your thing, I thought. "Yeah, I'll be fine, just some distractions around here, that's all." I did my sets, all the while starring up the leg of his shorts. By time I'd finished, I realized I was hard. "Need some help with that?" asked Jim, looking at my crotch. "Later" I said. Jim moved away to finish his routine, I finished mine. It took us about 45 minutes to complete our workouts. Back in the locker room, we did the usual. I sat on.