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Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Date: 9/20/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

Melissa started to pump faster, her hand travelling the full length of my cock. All I could hear was the thud, thud, thud of her hand as it hit the duvet on each upstroke. I could see Melissa was breathing heavily with the exertion. She finally grasped my cock hard and really pulled on it. “Cum for me,” she pleaded. I was breathing heavily as well, my cock was full to overflowing with excitement. I could see her tits jiggle under her nightshirt and I could see a glimpse of her pussy below it. She moved slightly to stand next to the bed, half bent over it. She looked at me intently, pleading with me to let my spunk flow out of my cock. Her arse was peeking from under her shirt. Her hand and arm pumped my cock out of the sight of both of us. I groaned. The smile on her face was a picture as my spunk shot from my cock, wetting the duvet and flowing down over her hand and onto my stomach. She continued to pump my cock. Her hand tightened around it when she reached the head, squeezing out my spunk onto her hand and wrist. With her other hand she reached to lift the duvet. When the hand that wanked me emerged from the duvet it was covered in spunk. There were pools on it and my spunk was flowing slowly down her wrist. “Wonderful!” she exclaimed. I was mesmerised by her blatancy. I had let this college girl wank my cock and let her stare at the spunk all over her hand. I was not prepared for her licking it off her hand. She seemed to relish it. Sucking the pools into her mouth and swallowing them down, then letting her tongue roll all over it before scooping it into her mouth. When she was finished, her hand was clean. “I love spunk for breakfast,” she told me, smiling as she left the bedroom. The door shut and I let out a big sigh. I looked around the room and shook my head in disbelief. Her head popped back around the door. “My manners are awful, but thank you,” she smirked as she left again.