Jun
Oral Slut Part 8 Deepthroat during picnic
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Oral Deepthroat Slut part 8
“I prepared a nice picnic basket and we sat eating and talking about everything. Later, he mentioned what I did at the party. Again, I was embarrassed. He told me I should not feel badly about what I did. “It is a rare talent you have. Most girls only dream about doing that,” he told me. I asked him if he wanted me to do it to him there in the park. He told me only if I wanted to. I thought about it for a minute remembering how I liked how it felt in my mouth. He was a very nice boy and he never made me feel like I had to put out in order for him to like me. Thinking back, if he would have pushed me, I probably would have never turned out this way.
We continued to talk about it as the sun began to set. I looked around and noticed the park was empty. We were the only people there. I told him yes, I would deepthroat his cock. But, only if he did not touch my head. He agreed and took off his pants. I began stroking his cock and was mesmerized how it felt as it grew in size. He was a little bigger than the guy at the party was but that did not stop me. When he was fully erect, I leaned down and began kissing the tip of his cock. He smelled wonderful. My mouth filled with spit. I dribbled some on his cock, opened my mouth and slowly began taking him down my throat. I got more than half of it down when I gagged. I pulled it out and looked at him. He assured me it was all right so I went down on him again. This time, I got him all the way down my throat and began sliding it in and out of my mouth. He lay there on the blanket motionless. After a few minutes of that action I began tasting his pre-cum. I didn’t know what that meant but I liked how it tasted. Just before he came, he told me to stop if I didn’t want him to shoot his load down my throat. By that time, I was really into what I was doing. I did not want to stop. He began thrusting his hips up into my face and exploded a huge load down my throat. I loved it! I wanted him to do it again. We laid there for an hour or so not saying much. “Are you OK?” he asked. His voice was very soft and comforting. I told him I was fine and I wanted to do it again. He laughed and said OK, but he was not sure how much sperm he had left. I was very naïve back then and really didn’t know what that meant.
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