It was obvious that she was very serious about wanting to suck cock.It was obvious that she was very serious about wanting to suck cock. I took my fingers out of her slurpy fuck hole and wiped them across her lips, letting her taste her delightful juices. "Okay, okay, calm down, sweet thing...here...take what you need so badly." I relaxed my hold on her wrist and let her unzip me. She was trembling with need and immediately leaned over me, one knee resting on the floorboard as she freed my rock hard cock and opened her mouth in anticipation. I've been sucked lots of times, and by some real experts at it, whom I'm sure have more experience than Max could have had in her 23 years. But I've never felt anything more wonderful than the feel of her mouth on my dick. I don't to this day know what it is that she does, and I'm not sure she does either. Since that first time we were together I've seen her suck other dicks on numerous occasions, and the guys all love it, but there seems to be something about her mouth and my cock that makes them remarkably suited for each other in a way I probably will never understand. She claims that she knows what I mean and feels the same way. I don't know if she really does or not, I just know that I've never had orgasms that equal the ones I have when Max takes me with her mouth. It was impossible for me to contain my pleasure in order to hide it from Jim and Marge, and they laughed softly at my quite vocal response to her loving oral administrations to my super- excited cock. When it was over, and she had drained me of what seemed to be more cum than I ever imagined it possible for me to shoot into anything or anyone, I pulled her face to mine and kissed her with a mixture of gratitude and amazement. I was no longer the teasing dominant man, but was almost a little boy again, feeling as if I had just experienced my first real orgasm. |