Amai Liu Fucks An Old Cock

Some of it also went into my mouth, which I swallowed. Again, through my research, I'd learned that the taste of dog ejaculate was unpleasant; however, this was a vast understatement. The article I read described it as having a very salty, iron flavor and I found that to be a very accurate description. Additionally, unlike Vince's semen, Sal's had a very watery consistency which made it easier to cover my body. The act I was performing felt so taboo, so naughty… it more than made up for the disagreeable taste. While I continued to fellate him, more of his penis appeared out of the sheath and it was quite impressive. I’d read asian that the size of a dog's cock is proportional to his weight and his body size and Sal was a very large dog. What was also impressive, and honestly just a little scary, was the ‘knot’ that was beginning to form at the base of his penis, right below his testicles. It looked like a small ball, perhaps about the size of a softball. Sal was panting very hard and his pre-cum was leaking out all over my body at an astonishing rate. I continued to run my tongue over the length teen of his cock and now over the knot. I had no way to be certain, but I knew he had to be getting close to release. I took a deep breath and placed my mouth over the head of his cock and ran my tongue through the indentation. He was panting, whimpering, and letting out little moans… and then it hit. In an instant, my mouth was flooded with his semen. I was able to swallow once before the remaining fluid ran out of my mouth and onto my face and down to my breasts and stomach. Thankfully, his cum tasted much less pungent than his pre-cum. Regardless, the sheer volume alone was mind-blowing. It had to be at least tits three to four times the amount of Vince's largest loads when he was out of town and hadn't seen me for a week. It was an incredibly lewd, bawdy feeling: Laying on the yoga mat underneath Sal, and covered in his cum. Once I'd somewhat recovered, I slid out from underneath him, hugged him tightly, and was rewarded with multiple kisses all over my face. “You're such a good boy, baby,” I cooed lovingly. His tail was strenuously wagging while I talked to him. I wanted to make sure he knew I loved what we'd just done. Even though it was sex, to him, it was also a game and I wanted him to make sure he knew how much I loved playing this game with him. “You know it's polite to give a lady a warning before you do that,” I teased. I spent the next half-hour cleaning. I scrubbed down the yoga mat, Sal's face, and my hair and body when I took a shower. Even though we'd both gotten off, my lust for him hadn't yet been sated. I looked at my watch, I still had at least three hours before Vince would return home, and that was more than enough time for what I was thinking about doing. I went to our bedroom and pulled out the large tube of Astroglide from my bedside table. I wasn't sure if I'd need it, but if I did, I didn't want there to be a break in our play to retrieve it. I also got Sal's ‘running shoes;’ the small, rubber coverings doggystyle that I put on his feet to protect his pads from the hot pavement when we ran. Today, they'd serve another purpose. I hadn't put on clothes after I got out of the shower and I sat down on the yoga mat that was still laid out in the middle of our living room. Sal approached me and I spent several minutes petting him, loving on him, and talking small to him. She said that she hated to be left out of the fun and considered it part of her training in this upscale housework. “I love two men with erections watching me pleasure myself, especially when they are going to pleasure me and me pleasure them. Then, the one that one of the guys had sent to Jack asian and Oliver that I wasn’t sure if I was happy about. Suddenly, this matter spread to rathode, there is no small limit for his joyness , Both mother and son exited and they know that for the next three days their home will be heaven for them. I gasped, watching the green, doggystyle plastic cup flying right at me. A few drops of orange juice led the way. We gasped and squealed and trembled over and over, pussies and assholes feverishly clutching at thick, pounding pricks in continuous orgy of lustful delight. And I only had her for one class right after lunch. "my face became red with rage. From his lean shoulders, she found and soothed every chicken pock she found on his tits arms. He had dreamed teen and imagined and jacked-off so much to thoughts of getting his dick in that boy’s pretty mouth that he didn’t argue. okay; we also have to measure your feet in different height heels as well. Her hair was pinned back giving her a go-go girl look from the early seventies. Then she slowly slid his hand down, across her stomach until it was on her wet pussy. I didn’t even think about what she may or may not have been imagining in her head.