Now Your Turn - Vicinity Secret - Gauze 14
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I looked up at the clock and smiled. My Marcus was on his way home from college and I’m not going to lie—I had been waiting all day for him. I intentionally hadn’t bothered to get clad at all after my douche earlier in the morning. All I wanted was for my boy to hurry up and get home so we could go back to fooling around with each other again.As briefly as I heard the front door open, I perceived a stirring immediately commence in my loins. By the time Marcus made his way to the living guest room where I was sitting on the couch, my manstick was firm and full of life. My immediately dropped his backpack and stared at the glance before him.Like he didn’t ...Like he didn’t already know, the smart alec casually asked what I was doing and why I was doing it. I simply asked him if he was wondering if I was waiting for him, and if he was, the response was “yes.” But I also asked the boy if we could skip the uber-cute games and he take the lead and showcase me what he wanted.Marcus shot me a distorted grin. Sans another word, he disrobed entirely naked. As I observed my ’s hefty manstick spring out of his underwear, I could sense a thick spurt of precum ooze out of me. He invitingly got down on all 4s and scurried over to my prick with his tongue like a puppy’s, stringing up out and panting.I know that my daydreams about deepthroating my manstick when he’s (supposed to be) busy at school. Marcus admitted as much the other night while we were cuddling in bed. But man, I can’t say he hasn’t done his homework. He’s come up with some impressive and creative ways to perfectly vibrate all of the notably fragile places of my cock.I never have to encourage him to keep going. Truth is, if I let the lil twunk munch and lap at my pinkish cigar all day, he absolutely would. In fact, I was right on the edge of offering he do just that, but my own passion was running rampant. I needed that ass.I had Marcus leap up onto the sofa next to me so I could get access to that boy slot of his. My ’s sweet, pinkish pucker momentarily stopped my breath. I sincerely couldn’t believe how revved on I was by just the graze of my fingertips against my boy’s lil' hole. By the subsequent shrieks and bellows I could tell that Marcus was, too.Soon, it was time to fuck. I had the whole day to daydream about my boy’s smoking super-steamy lil bod and all the ways I wanted to drill his brains out. I wondered how many different postures I would be able to pound the boy’s butt in before the lil twunk blew his love jam all over the place.Those dirty, sexy, thrilling thoughts raced through my mind as I got down off the sofa and onto my knees. I immediately drove my tongue hetero into the sugary boy hole. I could rim for hours and hours on end, and sometimes dreaded I would. I knew full well, though, that I couldn’t hold off my orgasm for that long.I stood up and asked my boy if I could tear up him. The glance of sheer eager blessing on my ’s face was all I needed to know. Once I was all the way inwards his tear up tunnel, we both spontaneously cried out with fun and need.I drilled Marcus back against the sofa cushions, his super-sexy legs up hung over my shoulders. I was indeed railing him. I was going to suck my load, but I could tell my wanted to jizm first. I took a deep breath and kept going. I concentrated on plumbing him right in the center of his sweet spot. Only his can hammer that spot the right way. briefly he splattered a love jam so thick that it was unlike any orgasm he’d had before. The boy copiously came and shot further than ever before.I was not lengthy behind him. As Marcus choked and shuddered with the strength of his youthful, intense climax, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I told the boy he’d have to tell me where he wanted my load… because it was gonna be a hefty one!
I looked up at the clock and smiled. My Marcus was on his way home from college and I’m not going to lie—I had been waiting all day for him. I intentionally hadn’t bothered to get clad at all after my douche earlier in the morning. All I wanted was for my boy to hurry up and get home so we could go back to fooling around with each other again.As briefly as I heard the front door open, I perceived a stirring immediately commence in my loins. By the time Marcus made his way to the living guest room where I was sitting on the couch, my manstick was firm and full of life. My immediately dropped his backpack and stared at the glance before him.Like he didn’t ...Like he didn’t already know, the smart alec casually asked what I was doing and why I was doing it. I simply asked him if he was wondering if I was waiting for him, and if he was, the response was “yes.” But I also asked the boy if we could skip the uber-cute games and he take the lead and showcase me what he wanted.Marcus shot me a distorted grin. Sans another word, he disrobed entirely naked. As I observed my ’s hefty manstick spring out of his underwear, I could sense a thick spurt of precum ooze out of me. He invitingly got down on all 4s and scurried over to my prick with his tongue like a puppy’s, stringing up out and panting.I know that my daydreams about deepthroating my manstick when he’s (supposed to be) busy at school. Marcus admitted as much the other night while we were cuddling in bed. But man, I can’t say he hasn’t done his homework. He’s come up with some impressive and creative ways to perfectly vibrate all of the notably fragile places of my cock.I never have to encourage him to keep going. Truth is, if I let the lil twunk munch and lap at my pinkish cigar all day, he absolutely would. In fact, I was right on the edge of offering he do just that, but my own passion was running rampant. I needed that ass.I had Marcus leap up onto the sofa next to me so I could get access to that boy slot of his. My ’s sweet, pinkish pucker momentarily stopped my breath. I sincerely couldn’t believe how revved on I was by just the graze of my fingertips against my boy’s lil' hole. By the subsequent shrieks and bellows I could tell that Marcus was, too.Soon, it was time to fuck. I had the whole day to daydream about my boy’s smoking super-steamy lil bod and all the ways I wanted to drill his brains out. I wondered how many different postures I would be able to pound the boy’s butt in before the lil twunk blew his love jam all over the place.Those dirty, sexy, thrilling thoughts raced through my mind as I got down off the sofa and onto my knees. I immediately drove my tongue hetero into the sugary boy hole. I could rim for hours and hours on end, and sometimes dreaded I would. I knew full well, though, that I couldn’t hold off my orgasm for that long.I stood up and asked my boy if I could tear up him. The glance of sheer eager blessing on my ’s face was all I needed to know. Once I was all the way inwards his tear up tunnel, we both spontaneously cried out with fun and need.I drilled Marcus back against the sofa cushions, his super-sexy legs up hung over my shoulders. I was indeed railing him. I was going to suck my load, but I could tell my wanted to jizm first. I took a deep breath and kept going. I concentrated on plumbing him right in the center of his sweet spot. Only his can hammer that spot the right way. briefly he splattered a love jam so thick that it was unlike any orgasm he’d had before. The boy copiously came and shot further than ever before.I was not lengthy behind him. As Marcus choked and shuddered with the strength of his youthful, intense climax, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I told the boy he’d have to tell me where he wanted my load… because it was gonna be a hefty one!
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