

***Part 3*** I pressed his length all the way down my throat again, my nose against his abdomen, as I gathered every last morsel of flavor we’d both created before my head was bobbing up and down. Fucking his cock with my mouth felt so empowering, hearing his moans of pleasure and the pressure of his grasp on my hair made me want to fuck his entire world up with the most insane orgasm he’d ever had. This man was going to leave my home completely blown away. I promised myself that immediately as I continued servicing his cock. More pre-cum treated me as my mouth worked magic on every single inch. I slowly pulled off his rod for just a moment to dip my head below the shaft and tongue his balls — one of my favorite things to do. Cupping them as I licked and worshipped beneath his shaft, I heard his moans change into a more intense one before my tongue slid up the bottom of his shaft until I reached the tip again. With no warning, I slammed him back down my throat, gagging just enough to make tears stream down my face — which Randy seemed to love. “That’s right baby,” he coaxed gently, “ch0ke on that fucking dick, show me how much you love it.” I mumbled an enthusiastic “mm-hmm!” and kept up pleasuring him. I wanted nothing more than his eruption to pour down my throat, filling me up somewhere other than my pussy and ass. My hand kept toying with his balls as I slid him in and out, increasing my speed carefully so as not to rush this perfect experience. The speed increase seemed to bring out the animal in him. Randy released my hair and threw his head back against the headboard of the bed, moaning to the gods themselves, mumbling and carrying on. “Fuck, baby, don’t fucking stop. Faster, fuck, DON’T fucking stop…” ***To Be Continued***