Ironies of life...
A two-blocks-from-home lived a shepherd, they used to give service or whatever it's called, and also had a kiosk.
The gentleman was my acquaintance, sometimes we would chat or I'd stay for a bit on his sidewalk when I passed by.
His son was a very educated guy, white, a very good student apparently, was at the student center, playing sports.
He was noticeable for being promiscuous from afar, although nobody knew it. He even had a girlfriend who was a treat, a petite girl with an infernal big butt.
The guy was starting to react to my stories, he would comment on some status, and we'd have a chat.
I'm very quick to realize things. So I wasn't going to waste time.
One day he told me about a state type 2 in the morning where I was taking beer and I said it was taking but already it was the last. I took advantage to tell him that he still sold if I wanted him to take me home.
At some point I came with a bag and 3 cans. I told him to come in. He put the cans away, sat on the sofa, and I told him to sit down. I looked around to see if there was a chair or something and then I told him 'sit here' and pointed to my lap.
I felt a little guy looking at the TV, I was holding a can with one hand and stroking his back and a bit lower with the other. The dude was a bundle of nerves
I told him to kneel down, and with much fear and without saying anything, he did it. Without looking at me, I unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down, and took out my cock. I was caressing her slowly, looking at her as if inspecting her.
How many times I had thought that day would come, and finally I had a cock in my hand. If the pastor found out that his son was kneeling here with my cock in his hand, he'd have a heart attack.
Give it a blow job I said and he put it in his mouth soft in the mouth, He was sucking very softly and slowly. Then I would ask him to open his mouth more and push from the head so that he could eat it a little more. He told me it was the first time.
I liked him and put him on the sofa at 4, and I undressed him to his shorty and boxers, he had a beautiful, hard, white, round bum. But completely closed.
Fill it with saliva and put your head in. That bum was squeezing me too hard, pushing a little at a time. It costed me a lot. The truth is that the dude wasn't a good idea to start with a pretty big cock. When I was almost halfway through, I'd say stop for a bit because it hurt. So we tried several times and it kept happening the same way. There could never be a proper pumping. So I got tired and said let's try the next one, I said.
You have it very closed and if I don't put it in, it will drop down for me.
He understood or maybe he already wanted to stop suffering a bit haha. I told him to get used to it with a toy or something, because my cock was big and it wouldn't be easy for him to take it all in. And well, he left.
From there the promiscuous one went crazy, every now and then she'd tell me if I could go suck her for a little while, I couldn't much. But every so often she'd give in and let me suck her mouth. Every time I sucked better, she became a slut. When I couldn't do it for too long, she'd beg me to let her suck my cock, it was fun.
I'm going to film it soon
A two-blocks-from-home lived a shepherd, they used to give service or whatever it's called, and also had a kiosk.
The gentleman was my acquaintance, sometimes we would chat or I'd stay for a bit on his sidewalk when I passed by.
His son was a very educated guy, white, a very good student apparently, was at the student center, playing sports.
He was noticeable for being promiscuous from afar, although nobody knew it. He even had a girlfriend who was a treat, a petite girl with an infernal big butt.
The guy was starting to react to my stories, he would comment on some status, and we'd have a chat.
I'm very quick to realize things. So I wasn't going to waste time.
One day he told me about a state type 2 in the morning where I was taking beer and I said it was taking but already it was the last. I took advantage to tell him that he still sold if I wanted him to take me home.
At some point I came with a bag and 3 cans. I told him to come in. He put the cans away, sat on the sofa, and I told him to sit down. I looked around to see if there was a chair or something and then I told him 'sit here' and pointed to my lap.
I felt a little guy looking at the TV, I was holding a can with one hand and stroking his back and a bit lower with the other. The dude was a bundle of nerves
I told him to kneel down, and with much fear and without saying anything, he did it. Without looking at me, I unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down, and took out my cock. I was caressing her slowly, looking at her as if inspecting her.
How many times I had thought that day would come, and finally I had a cock in my hand. If the pastor found out that his son was kneeling here with my cock in his hand, he'd have a heart attack.
Give it a blow job I said and he put it in his mouth soft in the mouth, He was sucking very softly and slowly. Then I would ask him to open his mouth more and push from the head so that he could eat it a little more. He told me it was the first time.
I liked him and put him on the sofa at 4, and I undressed him to his shorty and boxers, he had a beautiful, hard, white, round bum. But completely closed.
Fill it with saliva and put your head in. That bum was squeezing me too hard, pushing a little at a time. It costed me a lot. The truth is that the dude wasn't a good idea to start with a pretty big cock. When I was almost halfway through, I'd say stop for a bit because it hurt. So we tried several times and it kept happening the same way. There could never be a proper pumping. So I got tired and said let's try the next one, I said.
You have it very closed and if I don't put it in, it will drop down for me.
He understood or maybe he already wanted to stop suffering a bit haha. I told him to get used to it with a toy or something, because my cock was big and it wouldn't be easy for him to take it all in. And well, he left.
From there the promiscuous one went crazy, every now and then she'd tell me if I could go suck her for a little while, I couldn't much. But every so often she'd give in and let me suck her mouth. Every time I sucked better, she became a slut. When I couldn't do it for too long, she'd beg me to let her suck my cock, it was fun.
I'm going to film it soon
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