And of course, he thought to himself secretly, if a really big, gooey, cheek-bulging mouthful was all the more satisfying for Alyssa’s poor degraded c*m-w***e himself to have to gurgle and gulp…well, then that was just fine, too, wasn’t it? Mm, to simply open up and feel that sperm so thick and s****l, reassuringly heavy as it writhed down his happy throat to his c*m-hungry belly, and he had to lick his gums and smack his wet lips to make sure he got every single gluey gray dollop...Ah, how well his kind mistress had trained him!
Lying there a little shamefacedly, Brad blinked up at the smooth-shaved, naked little organ hanging directly above his face, beginning to drip as it shrank back in upon itself. He dreaded what the other might think, and yet, well…he simply could not help himself.
