Gloria used me for another day before her husband called to tell her that Travis was begging him to come home, so she took me back to Miss Pamela’s early. Miss Pamela was happy because she had something in mind for me. One of the women who had been in the audience for my spit
I knelt at Miss Pamela’s feet, my trapped cock straining against the cage, My lips mere inches from her glorious red thatch. The scent of her arousal drove me crazy, but she had forbidden me from touching her in any way. I was crazed with desire to taste her, to dive tongue first into the
I woke up on that Saturday morning, began to relieve my morning wood, stroking my thick swollen shaft in my right hand as I cupped and fondled my balls with my left. I was feeling horny from an unsuccessful Friday night excursion to several bars where the slim pickings yielded no company for my empty