“I love kissing you when you’ve been sucking cock.” “Yours or someone else’s?” “Yes.” I laughed. “That was an either-or question.” “I know. Still, both. Or either, I suppose.” “After, so that I have cum on my lips and breath, or while I’m still in the process of sucking it?” I’d raised up and kissed him after he’d cum because I know he enjoys it, and so do I, but now I was again lying down, watching the stiffness slowly g...

As Richie began to slowly go limp, Ernie’s cock strained proudly upward, my husband’s cum still streaking his dark shaft. As I licked it off him, taking his cock fully into my mouth and throat, I again appreciated his smaller size, his five(ish) inches the most I’d ever been able to accommodate without gagging. Ernie groaned and began to pump his hips, slowly fucking my mouth with his chubby cock. I let him, focusing on u...