I reached for his ball sack and cupped it in my hand. I gave both nuts a very gentle squeeze, trying to encourage them to let go of their juices, and that was all it took. The first spurt rocketed off the back of my mouth. A second and third did the same. Mr. Smith was astonishingly reserved in his groans. Of course, it probably wouldn’t have been a good thing to be roaring about the place since we were trying to be a little quiet about all this.
His c*m load continued to pour into my mouth. I did the best I could to swallow it. The flow of c*m kept me swallowing in gulps. I continued teasing the tip with my tongue by flicking at it. I could feel each spurt as it left. I had swallowed maybe five or six times before he finished. I was so damn proud of myself; I hadn’t wasted a drop.
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