The rest of me wanted to pretend nothing had happened or ignore Mark for the rest of my life. XXX This was beyond dangerous. The water wasn’t an excellent lubricant, but his fist still felt good pumping my dick. His balls separate, and the tingling in mine became more like stinging skin after a hard slap. I had a hard time falling asleep because of what Mark had done to me. I wanted that cock back inside me so I could blow a load like I had yesterday. I was thinking again about how I could pleasure myself vicariously through giving someone else head. Gag, gasp, pull back were all logical commands, but I yielded to whatever fueled deviant behavior and jammed more cock into my face.




















