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'Have you ever done this before?' I asked.
''Never this is my first time." She replied as I led her mouth onto my limp penis.
Her mouth enveloped me, a warm and slightly moist cave.
As she bobbed her head up and down, I felt she needed some encouragement.
'Go deeper, all the way, that's it. Let it come. Messy is ok, it's what I want.'
It wasn't long before she was gagging, fighting to stop the acid bringing up more than just her mucus and saliva.
"Brrrruck." She said whilst drooling over my cock.
'Good girl that's it, keep going but don't let my cock out of your mouth, keep going. Don't be afraid, just let it come out.'
She took a breath and tickled her tonsils with my hard wet rod once more.
"Brruuuuck."
I could feel her throat tightening before all there was was a warm wet gooeyness which ran down the sides of my penis and onto my ball sack.
'Good girl, that's it, do it again.'
She hesitated before wrapping her lips around my messy sour bitter cock. Just the smell and taste of her vomit was enough to gag and bring up more of her dinner through her mouth and nose. She contracted her stomach and then sucked in air before shaking her head as if to clear it.
Spit and mucus and partly digested food began dripping down my scrotum onto the seat, forming a smelly pool of wet glorious warmth. The heat helped me imagine myself in a safe place. That thought was interrupted by something that felt like a noodle sat over my testicle as I rubbed my erection and scooped up the liquids from the puddle at the base onto the tip of my penis.
'Good girl keep throating it. Go all the way down that's it.'
She obeyed gagging every few dips but remembered not to let the cock out of her mouth. Yep she was a good girl. My right hand kept scooping up the warm puddle and rubbing it on my moist shaft synchronous with her head bobbing up and down, being met with fresh mucus and spit every few seconds.
There was no need for forcing her head down further onto my cock, because she was a good girl and the prior vomit was enough to help her do the rest.
'Im going to come, I don't want you to spill a single drop when I do you hear?'
"Brrrruuck gu gu bruck" she said.
'Use your tongue to lick the tip. Lick the tip that's a good girl' I said.
With a slick warm gooey film of liquid surrounding it and the pressure of her soft tongue on the tip, it wasn't long before I spurted.
'Im coming!' I gasped as my stomach contracted and I felt a different warmth envelop not just my cock but my whole body.
She obediently kept sucking until the last drop and then spit it out onto a tissue with a tired smile before looking up in expectation.
Her face was caked in saliva and her digestive juices. She seemed so beautifully degraded in that moment. My sack and shaft had strands of mucus in pools and streaks and the puddle on the seat and between my arse cheeks was getting colder.
'Clean me up' I ordered and she dutifully began to wipe up her juices with a towel.
'Good girl you've done well.'
"Thank you." She said with a smile, responding to my approval.
Yep she certainly was a good girl.
'After dessert let's go again.' I said. |
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