Ethan and Chanel 26 - Sex Stories

Ethan and Chanel 26

... her plan is with my sperm. When she hungrily sucks and forces my cock deeper on every thrust, I know where she wants it, and it puts me that much closer. “Fuck,” I pant, feeling myself inch toward the edge of this unimaginably high peak I’ve reached. Chanel hums around my smarting, weighty monster and I’m almost there... almost... ”Almost there,” my mouth whispers without my command. Her eyes flash to my face and the cum is building faster, filling it’s only passage with one way out. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth, baby,” I tell her, holding her face against me, giving her one last warning. All she does is keep her wanting eyes on my face as she shoves me into the depths of her tight mouth. I feel the sudden rush of fluid inside me and don’t bother to hold it back. I groan out incoherent, unidentifiable words as my seed shoots over and over into her mouth. My pelvis gyrates slightly as she sucks me, tasting my release no doubt. Spurt after spurt hits her throat, and I feel like I came a gallon of spunk in her mouth. She sucks me clean until my fingers twitch in her hair, then she pulls back, licks her closed lips and I see her throat flex as she swallows. Jesus fucking Christ. “Holy shit,” I pant and drop my hands, my head flopping back onto the chair. She’s unbelievable.