I stood and unbuckled my belt. His face inches away from my zipper as I unzipped and lowered my pants. My rigid cock becoming harder, longer inside my white briefs. I smile at the idea of him becoming intoxicated with the smell permeating from behind the white pouch; unwashed and coated with the dried remains of our initial mating a few hours ago.
Boy kissed the tip and worked his tongue down my shaft and over my balls. Churning the cum that will soon overflow from his rectum. He took my cock into his mouth while keeping eye contact, this boy knows his place. I locked my fingers in his curls and moved his head up and down, training his mouth to memorize each vein. I put his skull into a vice grip using my hairy thighs, holding him down, stretching his throat with my thickness.
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