Lastly, I called my son but, as always, he was too busy to talk to me. Not long after finishing my calls, I heard a knock at the door. I opened it to ...ind a smiling Bryan standing there. He asked me if I would like a drink, holding up a freshly made martini.Perhaps I should have politely declined his kind gesture and sent him away but, instead, I opened the door wider and let him in. Then I opened my legs and let him in, again. The sex was good. It seemed that Bryan’s technique was improving. Not because her cock tasted so surprisingly sweet and delicious; not because she had grabbed me by the hair and was fucking my face heedless of my gagging; not because she was masterfully stroking my cock; not because her beautiful brown face was contorted in joy and lust; but because I was honestly turned on. I wanted to suck, lap, lick, drink, slobber on, chew on, nibble, slurp up, tongue, . . . her nasty beautiful penis as long as possible. I bucked and croaked in a guttural cry as I felt a. More

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