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Tammy's Thirst

Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: magikhandman, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

eyes glowing at me. She had the exact same rapturous look that was so familiar as she took a moist load from a man. Her face was the same. I shot and squirted and pumped my juice into her, so excited and happy to be one of those eighty men that got to do this that day. Day 15 The next day is when I passed out. I was sitting a few feet away from where Tammy was on her knees, and last thing I remember I was turning my head to see her ass, and then nothing. I woke up lying on the floor with Tammy's face over me crying, almost in hysterics. The men in 'line' had all sat down by that time, I saw, and she cradled my head in her lap. "Oh, God, Craig, you're so weak. I'm so scared." Her hair fell like a curtain around my face, and I looked into her face and felt like I was in heaven. "Baby, this is stupid. Just so, so stupid," she was in the middle of saying when I passed out again. As I came to, she had gone. I was lying alone on the floor. I was about to lift my head to look for her, but then I faded again. Then, she was kind of shaking me, jostling my head accidentally as she tried to, as gently as she could, I'm sure, approach me and ease her legs under my head so she could cradle it in her lap again. Again, I looked up into her beautiful face as her hair rained around me, deliriously happy. Literally. She had an odd expression with her mouth pursed, but smiling and with warm, warm, eyes, looking at me so lovingly. She ran her hands over the sides of my face and head, caressing ... me sweetly inside the private tent of her lovely hair cascading around me. I smiled, just in heaven. Slowly, she lowered her lips to mine in a delicate kiss, and I opened my lips to meet hers. And the kiss was magical; it sent a thrill through my whole body. And so, so ,so wet. An incredibly, incredibly wet kiss. And to me, in my thirst delirium, wetness and heaven were concepts so close to each other as to be almost indistinguishable. Wetness was all I wanted, all I thought about. My head gradually cleared, and still she held the kiss, open-mouthed, and..and..I swallowed. It was jarring because it felt like I had not swallowed in days. And there was an indefinable, unfamiliar taste in my mouth. Not bad. Far from it, because it was wet, and wetness and good were indistinguishable to me. Indisinguishable. As were dryness and bad. And then it hit me. Sudden understanding. I tried to sit up, but I had not the strength, and she held me down easily with just the weight of her lips. And, oddly, I just relaxed. So what? I thought. It was sperm. It was someone's semen she had just fed me mouth-to-mouth. So what? It was wet. What else mattered? It was deliciously, life-affirmingly wet. I loved it. I loved her. I just kissed and kissed her hungrily, putting my arms around her and loving every part of her and her wet lips. My angel. I swallowed again. After that, she decided I needed serous care. All morning, she made me eat every load she got, whether it was deposited in her mouth or in ...