He knew this was definitely a skill that could be learned but takes a lot of patience and training on both parties. After about 10 minutes of her suck...ing his cock in her mouth, he slowly started to test the boundaries of her throat. He would make her go all the way down, then praise her saying things like good slut, good girl, this is what your mouth and throat are made for, your throat is made for my cock or anything like that. When she would start to gag he would say things like not yet, or. I did take my hand off her pussy so she could recover just a bit, but continued to pound my cock deep inside her. Sarah rode the waves of an orgasm that seemed to last forever. When it looked like she was beginning to come down, my hand went back to her pussy so I could again rub her clit with quick, forceful motions. Each time I did so, Sarah went wild. The contractions in her cunt signaled just how massive her orgasms were. After perhaps 15 minutes of near constant climax, Sarah was sweating. ..I love fucking." She sounded almost out of breath. It wasn't that warm in the room, but we were both bathed in sweat.I said, "Even if it's your own son fucking your ass, you love it, don't you?"She pushed back in the same rhythm I was giving it to her and she said, "Yes, yes, yes, bobby...you know I do...oh fuck...yes...Bobby, Bobby...ohhh..." once I got going, I didn't want to stop and I penetrated her without letup stop until I felt my orgasm approaching. I said, "I'm going to fill your ass. .. I can smell them now. This is just like the smell when I dated Jennifer. I was... I am eighteen-years old now..." That's right, you're eighteen-years old, right now, and she's so pretty..." A beautiful girl, almost as tall as I am... Long legs... athletic... hair down to her butt when she doesn't put it up... a cheerleader for our high-school football team. Jennifer loved tinkering with electronics. She had her own Ham radio license, built her own sets from scratch. Let's see, what else? She.