Chapter 22 - A Love of C.u.m

Jeff lowered his mouth onto my c.o.c.k his lips still wet from our kiss. The room

was dark and people moved in the shadows other couples and groups writhing and

squirming like something wet and organic.

His tong played on the neck of my rode its ridge resting on his upper lip. Then

his mouth started to move down taking move and more of my c.o.c.k into it. The

warmth present with overwhelming tangibility like my mind was in the tip of my

pines. His tong still roomed the underside of my c.o.c.k and I felt my balls begin to tens.

Jeff picked up speed and the s.u.c.k.i.n.g sound emanated from him. It was very wet and I

could feel trails of saliva creeping down my c.o.c.k and past my shaven bass. I could

fell the spit now cold dripping of my clean balls.

Both jiffs hands were on my a.s.s and as he felt me near climax he moved one

to start jerking my c.o.c.k. It was fast pumping me as he looked up into my eyes. I saw

s.u.c.k.i.n.g again, still pumping with his hand the other hand now playing with my balls

massaging them as if asking for there offering.

As he s.u.c.k.e.d I m.o.a.n.e.d that I was about to c.u.m. He opened his mouth putting

his tong on my c.o.c.k and spend up his pumping I could feel him massaging my balls

as he jerked my c.o.c.k. A ripple ran up my shaft as my first contraction sent ecstasy

round my body and white s.p.e.r.m into jiffs open mouth. It splattered on to his tong a

thick rope splashing his mouth. The second jet was harder, it sprayed out sending

drops of c.u.m onto jiffs face and lips, the c.u.m on his lips was quickly stolen by his

tong and left to pool. There were 3 more spurts all of witch Jeff amid well, they laced

times pushing out the last of my jizz.

'Should I swallow it or start a collection?' Jeff asked as he smiled at me.