Long, Hard Ride 3
"Do I...smell good?" His breath was getting fast and heavy.
"Most certainly." I raised my hand to my face and sniffed it. "And my hand smells like your cock...it smells so good...I just want to bury my face in it..." I dropped my hand back into his lap and seized him again. I squeezed his balls and tickled his cock before once again putting my hand around it and jerking it. "Come on, baby. Come on" I urged. "Don't hold back."
"Oh, God..." he moaned. "No, it's not fair!" "It's fair! It's plenty fair! Oh, love, you don't know how much you excite me when you moan like that. I want it. I want you to come. All over. Don't keep it in." An uncontrollable sound spilled from his throat, and I made a soft sound in response to the zigzags that his display of excitement sent streaming down my spine.
"Oh, please, oh please...are you sure, baby..you sure..." "I'm sure! Come on and come, baby! Forget yourself! Let it all out... all over my fingers..." I rubbed faster in encouragement.
"Oh, please...oh, yes...faster, please...oh...oh...OH!" "Someone's getting carried away" I teased, tugging madly. "Oh, carried away...oh, yes... oh! ah!... but I've been... uhn! saving it up for you... for later... I want to... a-ah!... pour it down your throat or spill it all over...AH! your tits..." "There'll be more." "Yes, but...not as much...I've been...oh! saving it for you..."
"Well, give it to me now! Pour it out! Just come!" "Ohhhhh...aaaaahhh, baby...it's good...oh, feels good....I'm gonna come, gonna come....gonna...AHHH!" His hips jerked upward from the seat, and his rapid breathing slid into a long sigh. I turned my head just in time to see hot, milk-white semen spill fro m his cock onto my hand. It ran down my fingers and off my wrist and dripped into his coarse pubic curls. I took my hand away and started lapping the splash off my knuckles, and noticed as a last squirt landed on his belly. "Ohh," he sighed again, his breathing beginning to slow down. "oh, that was good, baby...thank you..." "My pleasure, love" I said, continuing with my driving as he slumped down in his seat trying to calm down. "I'm so glad you enjoyed that. I did, too...very much."
"Oh, not as much as I did!" "Maybe not quite as much as that, but still very much." "Oh, good, baby...I felt so selfish." "Well, don't. It made me feel good to make you feel good." I reached over and stroked his neck. "Besides, I'll get mine later." I ruffled his hair. "Won't I?" I added coyly. "Won't I just?"
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