After an hour chatting on a park bench where the conversation became mysteriously more amusing as the influence of the morning spliff took affect, Sop...hie’s whole day became preoccupied in entertaining her innocent companion. Sophie was actually rather enjoying the fact that Justin was someone who didn’t work in the industry and with whom she could talk about other things than drugs, porno and money. She imagined that if she had a brother then this would be what it’d be like to spend a day with. She gripped it with one hand, her half burnt cigarette in the other. She took another drag, opened her lips and placed the tip on my cock between her lips and blew out the smoke as she slowly placed my cock in her mouth. Her lips closed tightly around my shaft. Slowly she pulled my cock in as she sucked it strongly. Slowly she took my cock in and out of her mouth. I could see she was taking my cock about three quarters of the way in, as her lipstick was leaving a "high water" mark. Her tongue. Suddenly he leaned forward and began to rummage around under the couch. ‘Ah ha! Here,’ he said, thrusting a large, flat package into her hand. ‘Open it!’ As she tore the paper from the package and she saw what was inside, her eyes shone with tears. ‘The Night Before Christmas’ she whispered tremulously. ‘I thought maybe we could read it together. I could fake a southern accent, try and sound more like your dad…’ ‘No, you’ll be wonderful,’ she stretched up for a kiss. ‘It’ll be perfect, thank. As the beautiful black shaft finally pulsed his last dribble of seed crossing her tongue. Kathryn was drawn to lick and lap him clean without even being told to do it, she did it without thinking. She had unconsciously reached around Ben and grasped his buttocks to pull him deeper into her mouth to be sure to get every last trace of his sperm, her hands gripping and squeezing his buttocks without realizing what she was doing. Ben looked down at her with affection, he was going to love breeding.