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The Choice
Date: 10/17/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: MaxwellSpanx2015, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
his wanking face... I left like breaking his legs, myself. Rubbing his cock, I slowly leaned forward and opened my mouth. I closed my eyes and took his dick into my mouth. His putrid taste made me want to gag. He tasted like rancid milk. But I still sucked, and did my best to expel groans of satisfaction. I breathed a sigh of relief as Mickael removed his cock from my mouth. Mickael placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me backwards, so leaned into the backrest of the couch. “Let’s see how good you are and deep throating.” He knelt onto the couch, ant towered over me, resting his hands on top of the backrest. I reluctantly opened my mouth. The bastard then thrust his cock to the very back of my throat. I aligned my neck in hope of opening up, but still coughed and gagged. My chocking seemed to drive Mickael into a lustful rage. He pushed deeper and harder. I grabbed his hips with my hands in the hope of controlling his thrusts. But I had no hope of slowing him. What’s more, my head had nowhere to go and I just had lay there and let him fuck my throat. I felt my head was explode. Finally Mickael pulled his cock out, the stepped back. In a fit of coughs I lunged forward and fell to the red carpet, tipping a gallon of spit and saliva from my mouth. I spluttered and gasped while I tried to breath. Standing over me, Mickael began to wank his cock. “Good. Well done. You took a right battering and survived.” “Just.” “You’ll enjoy the next one.” I brushed my face with my ...