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Greyhound Girl

... hips moving involuntarily as I came. I could feel his thick cock swelling and hardening in my mouth, becoming larger still, and I knew he was not far behind me. His body tensed and he bent forward and whispered an urgent “Charli!” into my ear, warning me, but I already knew, and I continued to suck and stroke him as the first long spurt of semen blasted out of him and into my mouth. It was warm and thick and salty and incredible, and it came out like someone had turned on a hose… and I think I may have come again. It was quickly followed by a second long jet of cum and then a third, my mouth filling rapidly as his cock spasmed and pumped and spurted, his orgasm huge and uncontrollable, a force of nature. I desperately needed to swallow or I’d soon have cum coming out of my nose - never a good look! I backed off of him just long enough to gulp down what he’d already produced, my fingers smothering the head of his cock to keep the next inevitable spurt from flying everywhere! Still, it gushed out around my fingers as I swallowed, running down his throbbing cock and over his balls, some of it splashing down onto his bare thigh. I managed to swallow and get him back into my mouth before the next squirt, and from that point I was able to drain him dry, each successive spurt becoming less powerful and decreasing in volume until he was pumping and twitching with dry spasms, his pent-up need met. I raised my head and looked at him, my lips covered with his cum as I swallowed my ...

... second mouthful. He watched me swallow his load, a stunned look on his face, and once I’d licked my lips, I said, “Good God, Coop! How long has it been? You almost fucking drowned me!” I shook myself slightly and continued, “That was amazing!” He blew out a long breath. “Whoa, fuck… that was intense. Sorry, I should have warned you about that; I tend to do that, kinda, you know, cum that way.” I nodded. “Yeah, that was a lot!” I soon returned to the task at hand, licking and sucking the spilled semen from his cock and balls, feeling him tense and jerk a bit as my lips and tongue worked on his hyper-sensitive manhood. Once I’d gotten everything I could I looked up at him, taking in the stunned, almost overwhelmed look on his face and the arousal and desire still in his eyes. I retrieved a small packet of wet wipes I’d put in my bag for the trip and used one to wipe the remaining cum from my fingers, the musky scent of his semen – and his dark eyes watching me - fanning my flames. I grinned at seeing him so shaken, the first time he’d been anything but cool, calm, and collected since we’d met, undone by my surprise oral assault on his cock. He saw me grinning at him and pulled my face to his, covering my grin with his lips and thrusting his tongue into my mouth. My lips and mouth were still wet and slick with his cum, and I was surprised that he so willingly kissed me this way, but I found it intensely arousing. When he pulled back just far enough to lick a small dribble of his ...