1. Lisa gets more than what she thought she would


    Date: 8/2/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Transvestite, Author: toddh1970, Rating: 73.3, Source: sexstories.com

    you don't mind, but you looks fantastic to me and I had to talk to you some how. I look down at Bobs jeans and notice he has a large bulge. I felt sluty and said, that doesn't look to comfortable. Bob blushed stood up and kissed me on the lips. I surprised myself as I kissed him back. Bob put his hands on my waist, so I let my hands fall to his crotch. I can feel his cock through his pants. Its big. Bob breaks the kiss and gently pushes me down to the front of his pants. I can see his cock now and reach up to undo his pants, Bob pushes his jeans down along with his boxers, freeing the biggest cock I have ever seen. I put my trembling right hand up to grab him to pull his cock up to expose his huge nut sack. I move my head in close and lick and suck on his balls, slowly moving up his cock, making sure I leave lots of saliva. Now I'm at the head, I look Bob in the eyes and take his cock head in my mouth. God is he big, it tastes like heaven to me, I'm such a slut. I slowly slid down his cock, then back up again. Bob is moaning and breathing heavy. I can see a lipstick ring about halfway down. I think to myself I can do better and take him back in my mouth. ...
    Sliding back down until his cock reaches the entrance to my throat and slowly force him down further. I'm working his cock in and out and soon my lips are resting against his pubic hairs. I just rest there with his monster in my throat then slowly twisting my head from right to left as I pull myself off his cock. Then I do the same thing going back down. Over and over again. Bob can't take it any longer. He grabs my head and shoves his snake deep into my throat and cumms hard into the bottom of my belly. He finley let's my head go and I come up for air. But I didn't let his cock out of my mouth, sucking the head of his cock to get as much cum as I can. Letting his cock go and looking up to see Bob's eyes closed. His chest rising and falling rapidly. I lick my lips and stand up saying thanks, that was good but I have to go. Bob says can I have your number. So I say, OK writing my number on a piece of paper. I got out of his truck and got into my own. Soon I was on the highway. A short while later, I came across a truck scale. The lights are on so I have to go across. But as I approach, the D.O.T. officer is outside and checking log books. No problem I think.
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