Don Baker - The naughty night clerk

“Chris,” Jed began, running his hand softly along my back, ”I have to leave in about an hour. Let’s make the most of the next few minutes.”

I looked at him, not knowing what he had in mind. He was on his back, his cock lying across his sac.

“Climb up here and wash my face, Chris. I know you enjoy that.”

He knew me well and didn’t have to mention it twice. I was immediately astride his face, with my cunt on his mouth. He no sooner licked at the lips than my hands were on my tits, rubbing, squeezing, pinching. As I’ve said before, I love to have a man who knows what he is doing eat me, and Jed Barton knew what he was dong. When he sucked my cunt lips into his mouth and chewed on them, I was delirious. I squeezed my tits so hard they hurt. I moved my hips slowly back and forth, rubbing my pussy over his mouth as his tongue darted in and out of my hole. He continued teasing me, flicking at my lips with his tongue, sucking, and darting in and out of my hole. I felt perspiration on my forehead and my tongue was rapidly rubbing my mouth. My breasts were beginning to ache where I had massaged them so hard.

“Now, please. Put your tongue in. Make me come. Eat me. Please.” I was frantic, emotionally insane, and when Jed stuck his tongue inside me, I exploded with a wad of juice that seemed like a gallon bucket overturned. I moaned and groaned, rubbing my crotch in his face, shooting off repeatedly. He continued tonguing me, making me come even more. Even when I had no juice left, he kept his tongue busy, making me suffer. I couldn’t come again, nor could I move. He had me held to his mouth and his tongue prevented me from moving.

Eventually, I fell forward, exhausted, drained, and with my tits aching from the torture I had put them through. I led leaned forward, with his hand on my back. “Don’t believe I have to ask if you enjoyed it, do I?” was his confident question.

I was breathing heavily and could only manage to shake my head. He knew he had pulled every ounce of fluid from my body, which he had meant to do. It was his going-away present. I have never had a better one.

In the few minutes remaining, after I had gained some of my strength back, I gave Jed a fast mouth job and attempted to drain him. I don’t believe I succeeded as well as he had.

I, felt a sadness when we parted, as I’m certain he did, but I was looking forward to my new job, new experiences, and that big, delicious cock of Joe Gordon’s.

And, who knows, maybe there are others out there with cocks even bigger, even better.

Yes, who knows? I look forward to my new life with relish.