He leaned back on the sofa and I knelt between his legs on the fleeced rug.He leaned back on the sofa and I knelt between his legs on the fleeced rug. I took him into my mouth and sucked on the end of his penis, rotating my head around and pressing my near-numb tongue against the underside. With every heartbeat I could feel him pulse larger and larger in my mouth. Tentatively, I slid forward. When he reached the back of my mouth, I didn't gag. I almost did, but it was so easily controlled it was forgotten in seconds. So far so good. I stroked back and pushed forward again, this time a little deeper. He was in firm contact with the very back of my mouth and I was still in control, so I went with that for a while and experimented with trying to relax my throat and get the feel of it. He felt larger than I had hoped he would, but not too large that I couldn't slide forward a little more. Finally he was in contact with the back of my throat, and my breath was shut off. |