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He drug me to the nearest stall and kicked the door open. “Get in there and sit down!” I was busy trying to wrestle my hand out of my jeans. I had kept it there on my growing dick so far, and I was all wet and sticky with my own sweat and juices, but I couldn’t sit down with my hand still stuffed inside of my crotch. My meat ached to be squeezed and stroked, but I had another cock that I was more concerned with accomodating. Besides, if I didn’t take care of it and do a good job, I had a feeling I’d get my head knocked in.
No one had to coax me though. I was anxious to get that wet pole buried in my mouth again. I wanted to wrap my lips around it and finish getting my throat fucked out. He pushed me back on the toilet, and forced his way into the small stall and stood in front of me. When his legs were firmly planted outside of mine, he reached behind to swing the door shut. The closing door forced his hips forward again into my face. We were pressed together, his crotch crammed against my nose.
“Now suck me off, you’re going to get your face fucked off!” I had my mouth wrapped around that long, greasy dick before he finished talking. I was eager to resume where I had left off. I didn’t have to worry about not agreeing with him. He grabbed my hair again, and was ramming my face into his smelly crotch before I could even catch my breath.
“That’s it cocksucker… eat it!” He was fucking my mouth furiously now, his ass slamming back against the door behind him with every withdrawal. I thought that he was going to jar my teeth loose. My hair hurt so much that it had to be coming out in his hands. He just kept slamming and ramming that long greasy pole in and out of my mouth, yanking and jerking my head back and forth. With each thrust his dick pushed his cockhead half way down my throat. I was gagging and choking as it slid over my flattened tongue, pushing through my aching mouth. He didn’t even hear me, he was moaning and groaning so loudly. “Cocksucker… AAAGGGHHH… COCK… SUCKER… AAAGGGHHH!”
I wanted his load, and I wanted it soon, or I would end up with permanent zipper marks on my forehead where he kept burying my face into his sweaty crotch. “You cock sucker!” He just kept slamming away. “COCK… SUCKER… AAGGHHH… WWWHHHAAAGGHHH!”
Suddenly he was flooding my mouth! There was no warning and no change of rhythm, just a mouth full of gushing cock spewing a heavy load down my throat. I can always tell when a guy is getting ready to blast his load into me, but this time I was swallowing sour sperm before I knew what had hit me. The thick, hot cum tasted terrible, and I was not exactly gulping it down as I struggled to swallow it all. I’ve never tasted any cum that I didn’t like, but this load came pretty close to making me change my mind.
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