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Welcome To Canada

... without playing with myself?" "I already know the answer," he replies. "I just love you telling me about it. Not right now though, your mouth is needed elsewhere." Laughing, I nod my head. "I'll tell you later about my seatmate and about how I spent those five hours in the airport in Nova Scotia." Getting back to business, I lean back down and give his balls several long wet licks. With one hand holding them up to my mouth I gently suck one into my mouth. I let it roll around, hearing his sharp intake of breath. He loves it when I suck on his balls. I switch to the other one and give it the same treatment. Groaning more loudly now, I can feel his hand gripping my pussy tightly through my jeans. Even though there is so much fabric between his hand and my skin, I still find myself getting wetter. He has that effect on me. We are a good match. I bring my lips back to the head of his cock now as I work on pleasing him. He continues alternately gripping my mound tightly and rubbing it hard. He can make me cum just by his hand motions through my pants. I feel his urgency now as his other hand settles on the back of my head. Pushing it down firmly. I give his leaking cock a few more swirls of my tongue and run it along the shaft. Feeling that firm push I know it's time to stop teasing him and I open my mouth further and let his cock slide into my mouth. That silky smooth skin and thick cock filling my mouth makes me let out a groan of my own. Shifting my hips to let his hand have ...

... more access to my pussy, I move my crotch up and down on his hand. Pushing my head down, I can now feel his cock hit the back of my throat. He usually goes a little slower, but it's been over a week now, so I understand. Not giving me time to adjust to this thick cock he pushes my head down even further, gagging me, but also getting that wet stream of hot saliva wetting his cock like he loves. Letting his hand release my head I pull my mouth up and then back down relaxing my throat and starting a rhythm he enjoys so much. Just knowing how much he loves this and feeling the pressure of his hand on my mound, I feel my first orgasm beginning. Not the first of the day or the last, but the first with him today. Letting go, I grind my jean covered pussy onto his hand. As I cum I move my mouth more quickly off and on his cock. I need to feel him cum too. I want to taste his cum. I've missed it. "Faster, baby, deeper! I don't think I can last much longer. It's been too long. Cum for me one more time!" my boyfriend demands. He doesn't need to ask twice. I let his cock slide even further down my throat as I give his balls a squeeze. Feeling how tight they are becoming, I can tell he's close. Saliva is dripping out of my mouth getting my hands and his balls wet. Knowing he's going to cum in my mouth, I cum again. I'm moaning and groaning around his cock and still grinding against his hand. Then I hear his growl as he starts to cum. The first spurt of his creamy cum goes right down the ...