I was able to swallow once before the remaining fluid ran out of my mouth and onto my face and down to my cumshot breasts and stomach. Thankfully, his cum tasted much less pungent than his pre-cum. Regardless, the sheer volume alone was mind-blowing. It had to be at least three to four times the amount of Vince's largest loads when he was out of town and hadn't seen me for a week. It asian was an incredibly lewd, bawdy feeling: Laying on the yoga mat underneath Sal, and covered in his cum. Once I'd somewhat recovered, I slid out from underneath him, hugged him tightly, and was rewarded with multiple kisses all over my face. “You're such a good boy, baby,” I japanese cooed lovingly. His tail was strenuously wagging while I talked to him. I wanted to make sure he knew I loved what we'd just done. Even though it was sex, to him, it was also a game and I wanted him to make sure he knew how much I loved playing this game with him. “You know it's polite to give a lady a warning before you do that,” I teased. I spent the next half-hour cleaning. I scrubbed down the yoga mat, Sal's face, and my hair and body when I took a shower. Even though we'd both gotten off, my lust for him hadn't yet been sated. I looked at my watch, I still had at least three hours before Vince would return home, and that was more than enough time for what I was thinking about doing. I went to our bedroom and pulled out the large tube of Astroglide from my bedside table. I wasn't sure if I'd need it, but if I did, I didn't want there to be a break in our play to retrieve it. I also got Sal's ‘running shoes;’ the small, rubber coverings that I put on his feet to protect his pads from the hot pavement when we ran. Today, they'd serve another purpose. I hadn't put on clothes after I got out of the shower and I sat down on the yoga mat that was still laid out in the middle of our living room. Sal approached me and I spent several minutes petting him, loving on him, and talking to him. I knew he could sense when I was nervous or anxious about something, and his loving presence calmed me. He seemed to know when I needed kisses from him, which he gladly gave. When I first hatched this plan a year-and-a-half ago, I wasn't sure how far I'd let it go. I knew I wanted to give and receive oral sex with teen Sal; however, the last step in our journey was very daunting, and I felt very unsure of myself. I'd always been a person who loved exploring sexually. Before I'd met Vince, I amateur was with a very Dominant, older man during some of my college years. With him, we'd explored many aspects of a BDSM relationship. Even though he was very rough with me at times, he ensured our play remained in the realm of ‘safe and sane.' I had safe words and used them on two occasions when our play became too intense and I needed to ‘tap out.' For a submissive, the ultimate aphrodisiac is giving up control and being used fully and completely by one's partner with no safe words. I likened this idea to an acrobat who performed daring moves hundreds of feet off the ground. However, these performers worked with a safety net. If they made a mistake or lost their grip, they wouldn't fall to the ground. Having intercourse with Sal was akin to performing without a safety net. I wouldn't be able to tell him to slow down or stop if the act became too intense. I would be at my Dominant's mercy, with no way to tap out. I took a deep breath and ensured Sal's shoes were securely on his feet. The flexible rubber covered his sharp toenails and made certain he wouldn't scratch the sides of my torso which would be all but impossible to explain to Vince. It was time… now or never. Hesitantly, I flipped over until I was on my hands and knees. I was already wet in anticipation of what we were about to do, and Sal immediately caught my scent. In exchange, Silvia would get a cut of the cover charge that the Stuffed Pussy would japanese be instituting on weekends amateur and for “special events”. We entered the attached garage where teen the 1969 Chevrolet Impala waited for us to work on, the hood open. In a knife fight, the thug would be deadly despite his appearance. I saw John still pacing the floor of the Chateau. I ignore them and continue the party.... I heard her spritzing some of it into her hand and then she rubbed it all over my cunt and back between my asscheeks. I turn around again and he pulled the blouse neglecting my resistance. I even put the tip of my toy in my butthole and let it buzz me, it feels good.” She moved my cock around until I felt the end of it between the globes of her ass. I would rock your world cumshot in bed, and make you one sexier woman ready to please any woman you could ever get your hands on, including me. I'd eat that sweet pussy for you and drink every single ounce of juice you could let asian out. He pressed my left butt roughly and said, “So soft, very nice.” I was about to cry by then when the school bell rang. “I missed you this morning.” "Okay," said the chef, "let's bring him over to the oven." "What the fuck's going on?" she yelled.