1. Tammy's Thirst


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

    be looking around licking her lips, with a combination of rapturous recollection of the taste and disappointment that it was all gone. Let's face it. An ejaculation, even from a guy that young, is not a lot of volume of fluid. She stared around, at the wall, the floor, at the bench between us, still searching, thinking. Her eyes locked on my crotch with a crazed look. She reached over and started rubbing my cock through my pants. "Baby, could you- " she said, and fondled me through the material of my pants, quickly bringing me to an erection. "Yes..." she said as she felt me get hard, staring at it and licking her lips. She started unbuttoning my pants, unzipped me, and reached both hands over the waistband of my boxers, down inside, pushing the pants out and down, and getting both hands around my erect cock. It felt delicious. I lifted my butt a little from the seat to ease the pants down just a bit, to make them looser. I glanced up and saw that the guy who had been staring at Tammy's pussy was now watching her handle my cock, but I didn't care. She reached one hand further down and cupped my balls in her palm, staring at them. "Oh baby, I need it." She whispered. "I need what you have. Just spray it right here between us on the bench. I don't want just a few drops; I want the whole load. Oh my god, I can't even imagine. I'm so thirsty. Just give me your --" she paused, then looked up into my eyes and started to repeat, "your --" but paused again. Then suddenly, she seemed ...
    to come to a realization. "Wait," she said. Then again, "wait." Her hands froze on my cock, and then, devastatingly, she released both hands. "Wait," she said slowly, wonderingly, "I can't take your, your..." her voice trailed off. "That would be like taking your water ration. It's taking water right out of you. It...it...might kill you." "That's ridiculous." I hissed. I desperately wanted her to keep going. I tried to pull her hands back onto my erection. "No. No!" she said firmly, yanking her hands out of mine. "Craig, I can't. It'll dehydrate you. At least a little. I mean, however little bit it relieves my thirst; that's how much it makes your worse. Think about it. It's like I'm milking you." "I want you to." I whispered f***efully, "I want you to 'milk' me. Please, Tammy, c'mon, it's nothing. Less than an ounce, for chrissakes." "No." she said more calmly. "I can't do that. I can't take yours. You're my husband. I can't hurt you." She turned away and looked at the wall. Slowly, dejectedly I put my wilting cock back into my pants and buttoned myself. The guy in front of us was still turned around, watching all this. I saw that he had an erection and was rubbing himself through his pants. He caught my gaze as I looked at him and I gave him a furious glare. He quickly turned around and faced forward away from us. Chapter two When I looked back at Tammy, she was no longer looking at the wall, but was leaned forward looking thirstily past me down our row of benches. I turned ...
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