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Camp Mates
Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
he tried to speak. He said, “Fuckin’ hell, Beet, you suck a mean cock.” I placed a finger to the side of my mouth and scooped up some of the escaped cum, I scooped it back into my mouth then licked the finger. I placed both my hands onto his heaving chest and ran them down slowly to his ripped six-pack; I felt every ripple of that tight, fit young torso. I ran my hands onto his flaccid cock; it was still amazingly long, like an Anaconda. I gripped it very softly in my fist and stroked it from base to head; I used both hands one at a time, like climbing a rope but letting the rope slip from my hands. Even in that state, with the dim light his cock looked menacing. I could not wait to see if I could get it all into me, and I wondered how it would feel if I did get it all in. I wondered if he knew how to handle it; he'd lasted quite some time with me blowing him off. Let’s hope he can go some while fucking. But first I had to get that bastard of a beast back up again from the dead. So in the meantime I had to find out if he was any good with his tongue on my very wet pussy. I placed my hands back onto his stomach and slowly back up to his pecs. I had both hands on his chest and I lightly pushed him over onto his back. I uncrossed my legs and crawled up his fit, tight body and I kissed him. I stuck my tongue down his throat. I bit his lips and said, “Let’s feel your tongue at work!” I rose up and scuttled over and along his body. I reached his face and I placed my pussy at his ...