CHAPTER 3
As Sam kept on lying there on his back, gasping loudly, his attentive lover Tanya continued to work her tongue up and down his long, erotic pecker.
"Ohhh, keep sucking me," Sam said. "Yes, you keep this kind of action up and you're gonna make good here. I can guarantee it, honey."
He ran his fingers through her black hair, clinging tightly to it. All the while her racing tongue kept sliding up and down his hot, determined pole with great precision.
A few quick strokes later, the juices were all set to shoot out of the end of his lengthy determined pole.
Her fingers kept on sliding back and forth against his bulging testicles, holding on as she awaited the deluge of white juice.
"I want you to swallow the stuff," he told her. "Just swallow every drop of it, honey. Come on, o
