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By *ickD38 OP Man
18 weeks ago
Preston |
Layla removed my hand from his cock and replaced it with hers, geturing towards the stage, where Jenni waited on her knees. He stood up and let go of me, and Layla led him by the cock up on to the stage and positioned him in front of Jenni, who first turned her head to look me directly in the eye, before looking upwards to meet his eyes as she took his whole length into her mouth.
The guy looked in very heaven as Jenni slid her lips up and down his cock, first down so her nose touched his taught stomach, then back up until only the very tip of shaft was covered, then back, increasing her pace each time. Layla pressed up against him from behind, her splendid tits against his back, her hands grasping his buttocks, kissing his neck and whispering indecipherable but presumably filthy nothings into his ear. I've always love watching Jenni suck cock, especially when it's a stranger and even more especially when it's a sexy, well-endowed guy. I stroked my own cock, careful not to go too fast and come too soon, as I watched by beautiful little slutheart take his whole length in her mouth and throat.
I was pretty sure he wouldn't last too long - I'd brought him halfway with my hand after all, and I've been told by more than a few guys that I give amazing handjobs - and I could see his body tensing up as she brought him ever closer. She has a way of not sucking your cock, but wanking it off with her mouth. I've never been much of a fan but have known plenty of women who love to have their hair grabbed and be throatfucked; Jenni had a way of doing that herself, while her prey just stood, sat or lay there and took it.
The crowd could clearly sense the same thing - I could hear men groaning as they watched my gorgeous girl devour his long, smooth cock, bringing him ever closer to climax. His hands reached for her shoulders, just as Layla slipped a finger between his cheeks. One of the first lessons Jen and I had taught her was how to play with a guy's arse; even though I was perhaps untypical, having been fucked by many a strapon and many more a cock in my time, she had loved learning, and now realised one of the great open secrets of sex, that every man, no matter how much they protest, loves a finger up the arse while getting their cock sucked.
His body tensed even further; he was close, and Jenni could tell. She plunged her head down harder than ever, and I saw her cheeks bulge as the first spurt of come filled her mouth. She pulled back, his cock springing upwards as it left her mouth, and the second rope of thick white spunk landed on her forehead, her nose, her chin; she grasped his cock and angled it so the next ones landed on her breasts. A cheer went up from the crowd. The guy groaned as she went down to greedily suck the last few drops from him, then stood up to face the room. They cheered more, as she stood there, rubbing his load into her tits, her face glazed with it. The look on her face was ecstatic, triumphant; some people might have found being covered in come by strangers degrading, but not her; to her it was glory. The guy almost collapsed into the chair on the stage.
Jenni gave a slight bow to the crowd, to more cheers. Then staring directly into my eyes, she stepped down from the stage and, come dripping from her face and breasts, walked towards me...
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