I wanted him to grab my head and just start forcing me down on his member, making me gag and slobber all over him, but looking back it was probably a good thing he was more interested in my worshiping his glorious cock. I started to push further down, one… two… three… I paused, stroking from his balls to my lips with both hands, the power of his cock, the heat and pulsing, the taste babe and smell… and then four inches down. I stared down the remaining five and a bit inches as I came back up for air, my virgin throat had never sucked blowjob cock before and this was a magnificent cock for a first time. I started to lick his balls, soft and hard at the same reality time, licking up along his member back to the tip. He started to watch porn on the laptop as I pleasured him, the sound of moaning sucking and fucking filled my head as I went back to my task of fitting as much of him inside me as I could, I gagged, I choked a little and I almost failed, but managed to get about an Inch more down when I could tell he wanted me to finish him off. I started to furiously lick and suck the head and the first few inches, stroking with both hands, imitating all the porn stars I had watched. Looking into his eyes as my reward got closer and closer. I could feel the change in the shaft as cum made its way through his member to my mouth. I started to pull away, but thankfully he held my head in place, his cum asian splattered into my mouth over my tongue, it was salty sweet and felt like a mix of water and jam as I swallowed down spurt after spurt, coating my throat with warm sticky cum, six amazing spurts in total, I licked the head a little more before I slumped back, my jaw aching and my throat painted with his cum. He stood from the chair, pulling up his shorts and made his way out of my room. As I followed, the last thing he said as I unlocked the door was. “Naughty boy.” And then he was gone. No name, no further contact, no more amazing big black cock. The wake went about as well as could be expected, and given the size of Mr. Simmons’s extended family, it was a very nice turnout. Things had quieted down by around 6:30 that evening and Mr. Kim wheeled the coffin containing the elderly man’s body out of the chapel of rest once the last family member had departed and brought it into a viewing parlor where three other deceased lay in their coffins waiting for their funerals. As he was preparing to leave the room, a familiar voice piped in. “Hey, Mr. Kim. How’s the family?” It was James, a tall, 29-year-old good-looking black male that had been working for the funeral home for around two years as their regular night-shift guy. “Oh, hey Jimmy,” he replied politely. “They’re doing just fine. In fact, we’re going to dinner with her parents at that new seafood place off of Whitaker. So, I’ve got to get home and get ready.” “No worries, man. You guys get out of here whenever. I’ve got a couple shows I’m going to watch on the laptop, so it should be an easy night. Anything new I need to know?” “Nope, not really. We got a couple new clients in, but I don’t think the boss needs anything particular. Enjoy the shows. Are you still trying to catch up on Game of Thrones.” “Of course. I love me some Daenerys, man.” James smiled at Mr. Kim and waved as he walked down the hall to the small office the night-shifters usually hung out in and got his Acer laptop out of his japanese backpack and got it plugged in. He logged in and messed around with his Netflix account until he was sure that he heard both the director and Kim get their stuff, go out the back door, and lock up. I think you two are quite hot together………… By the way Josh, which room am I sleeping in tonight?” You are in fact that best woman here, I swear." “Right now.” Jenn giggled as she led us both to her room. Slapping both on the ass very hard making them grunt. By the time he got to Victoria Secret, Beth already had several items in her hands and was digging for more when Josh pushed the button of the remote. Isn't he sweet?" she asked her sister. Yes!” ("Good cunt", said the mirror.) Phil, of all people, was defending me. I looked into his eyes and could see menace, but there was something else there. She whimpered and leaned her head back as she shamelessly arched her back and pushed her tits against his face. Then with asian him still up into her, she relaxed into his arms and surrendered herself to his kisses and hugs to fill out the time until she would have to leave. “Stop! I want to cum now, pleeese Jeff!" In addition, there was what looked like a dog collar around his neck with a leash…a long leash that stretched across the room to Kellie. The doorbell woke me and thinking I’d only been asleep for a babe short time (it had been 3 hours) I went to the front door to find my girlfriend standing there. "Was that good enough?" Anthony effortlessly lifted her into his arms carrying her through the house to one of his playrooms, which he lovingly referred to as the Disciplinarium. James’ answer came soon after - a limping human being escorted by two dragons appeared around the corner. I can let them remember everything when I am in control, reality or leave them with no memory at all, or some combination of the two. I also made a note that I needed to call that manager personally. She came to the conclusion that she looked just as perfect as she always did. Back in the present, the hostess gives an urgent call and a gaggle of red-wrapped girls spills out of the club. Then there’s a shot of a heavily robed and veiled woman, raising her hands to wave at a crowd. Her japanese body began to rock back and forth over the coarse fur of his hide and her hypersensitive nipples sparked with intensity from those bristles raking against them. There blowjob were over $50,000 of winnings on that table…remember this was 1965 or 1966…and you know what?