My Life As A Gay Cock Sucker Pt 12

The feel of his warm cock on the skin of my face is electrifying. I slide my hands up the backs of his legs and press my face on his cock.
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I am in an odd place as I can feel her hips but I cannot see any part of her. She is on top of me sliding up and down on my engorged cock. I can hear myself moaning in pleasure. My hands are on her hips, guiding her up and down, setting the pace. She descends all the way and I feel her pubes pressing on my own, my cock rigidly hard and straining up inside of her. We grind together, thrusting and rubbing against each other. I can feel the wetness of her, soaking me as she slides up and down. There is no noise save my own moans of pleasure and the elemental sound of wet cock sliding into wetter cunt. I can feel my hips straining up, searching for that perfect angle that will bring on my climax. My hips thrust up in rhythm to her pumping loins. I am going to climax and my entire world is becoming focused on the sensations of my organ ensheathed inside of her, the walls of her organ caressing and coaxing my semen to burst forth. And I can feel it, see it, the bubbling creamy white elixir filling my balls to overflowing. It is coming now. I can feel it.
I begin thrusting my hips faster, holding her hips in my hands and thrusting up into her. I can hear myself groaning with the strain of the exercise....