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I wasted no time. My tongue slid up and down his ball sack. He quivered with heated excitement. I was good at this, and he knew it. With my free hand I began to jack him off, slowly though, and continued licking up and down in a rhythmic motion. He was rock hard, and begged me to put his cock in my mouth. "Just suck the damn thing!" he demanded. And I did what I was told. I positioned myself so I would be comfortable and I slowly slid the head into my mouth and tasted his cock for the very first (and last?) time. Perfect. I then allowed about three more inches into my mouth, until I almost choked. He then began to fuck my face, and I jacked off with my other hand. His dick was so perfectly smooth that it slid in and out of my mouth with such ease. I could suck him off for the rest of his life if he wanted me too. He kept thrusting, forcing that member into my mouth. I caressed his balls and tickled his asshole with my other hand, causing him to become greatly aroused. Then, a gush of salty cum came flying to the back of my throat, and half of it came out of my mouth. And then again. And again. He must have cummed for at least a minute straight and I swallowed every drop that I could. And then I made sure I cleaned up the wonderful mess that I had made. I looked up in his eyes and asked him if that was what he had been waiting for. "Surprisingly, yes, that was it." He said. And then I woke up.