He tasted blood on his lips when he licked them. Standing up he swayed on rubbery legs for a second and then he started to turn and reached for the do...r handle in front of him. In his mind, he heard Cindy scream again. "I am coming Cindy," he muttered, and with anger flashing through his mind, he yanked the door open, and ran through it, only to slam into a rough brick wall. He shook his head, looked at the wall in surprise and turned around. Behind him was a large warehouse, instead of his new. Doesn't every guy?) and pretty thick. I didn't have a lot to compare too, but when I showered after gym class I was at least as big as any of the other guys.Anyway, back to the story. I was engrossed and stroking my cock and I didn't hear Romie come down the basement stairs. I don't know how long she stood there and watched me, but I first noticed her reflection in my monitor screen and after it caught my eye I seemed to get harder and I knew my orgasm wasn't far away. I jerked my cock harder. Jess slumped a bit at that but tried hard not to show her disappointment. I think she mostly failed.“That’s perfectly reasonable,” Jess said. I took her hand and held it in mine.“So, I want you,” - Emma nodded to Jess - “to be my first maid-of-honor, if you’ll be it.”“Yes!” Jess said immediately, “Absolutely! The other, I assume, is Liz?”“Oh, actually, no,” Emma said, surprising us both. “Liz and I are friends, but not really close in the way I am with you guys. We don’t really talk or anything. She just slid her head onto it in one easy, expert motion. As I felt her nose push into my pubic hairs she paused. I felt that incredible tongue again – tracing a firm line back and forth a couple of times across the bottom of my dick. She paused again, sliding her whole head away from my body until my shiny pecker was completely out of her mouth. She repeated this 5 or 6 times. Each time starting with my cock-tip resting in her tongue-cup, then disappearing into her hot mouth until it could go.
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