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Dessert
Paul watched patiently from across the room while his little
brother Eddie fucked me. It was a good fuck—I came three times before
Eddie unloaded. I love when a man comes hard in my cunt, and Eddie
certainly did that. Soon after, when I crawled cat-like across the room, I
could feel the stuff dripping down, thick and creamy. I was a little
blissed-out, a little tired, and I wouldn't have minded lying back and watching
Paul suck Eddie's cock after it had just been in me, but you can't have
everything. Maybe next time. As it is, the two of them keep their distance. I
knew there was almost no chance Paul would put his dick where Eddie's cock
had just jetted all that cum. But now he was erect, and he wanted me, and I
wouldn't dream of disappointing him. I started out by blowing gently on his
cock. He was so excited I thought maybe I could make him come just from
that—the ultimate blow job. Maybe if I'd kept it up he would have splattered
my face, but I needed to taste him. Almost as soon as my lips surrounded
the velvet flesh, he shot. I don't know why it is, but Paul's cum always
tastes better than Eddie's. It's why I like having him last.
story and illustration by Mat Twassel |
