Since I was a young man, I've been fascinated by it and wonder how it tasted.I would jerk off and tell myself that I was going to taste it. I couldn't... wait to try it.The problem was that as soon as I came, I changed my mind.One night, my girlfriend, Gina and I were at my apartment. She was giving me a fabulous blowjob and it was almost time for me to explode. I told her that I was going to cum but she didn't pull away. I felt my load pour into her mouth. It felt wonderful. As I came, she began. I also dare to say that it was my first time that I felt love spring inside me. So, let me begin with a little background; I was 12 going on 13, had moved to the states with my family a couple of years before, and this one summer I found myself with nothing to do, both of my parents worked a lot back then, my older siblings had their teenage dramas to deal with, and both of my best friends both out of the state, so it seemed as it was going to be a sucky summer. I refused to go to any of. .”She couldn’t stop herself from drooling with this damned ball in her mouth, and a strand of it rained down on his face as he struggled to catch his breath.Her knees buckled as she felt a sudden burst of pleasure, her muscles turning to jelly as McGregor slipped a hand beneath the lace of her bra and sank his fingers into the meat of her breast. His digits dug deep, teasing the sensitive tissue that lay beneath the fat, catching her nipple between his fingers and squeezing it in the way that. I smiled at her and told her I didn't walk in my sleep unless she did. So we were matched up.When we managed to trek to the suite, braving a Chicago cabby and a real live blizzard, the accommodations really looked pretty good. Especially when we realized that the piece of paper they gave us, meant for the VIP of course, authorized us to use room service and by extension the bar at the airlines expense. We wondered if they would survive the financial hit we might put on them that night.What.