The Red Medical Chair

I watched his face and wrapped my hand around his shaft but couldn’t get my fingers all the way around it. I lifted it up off his belly and noticed liquid dripping from the tip. I took my finger and scooped up some of the liquid and placed it on the tip of my tongue. It tasted different. Not bad just different. It tasted kind of starchy with a hint of saltiness. Then I became very brave and leaned over his crotch area and took his shaft into my mouth and listened for any changes in his breathing that might give any indication he was waking up. From checking out masturbation online I had also read about blow jobs and how to roll my lips back to cover my teeth so it wouldn’t hurt a guy’s dick. So I BDSM began to moving his dick in and out of my mouth and sucking and to my utter amazement his shaft started to grow bigger and get hard like my nipples do sometimes. I really liked the idea I could make dad’s dick hard and then it shot a white milky substance down my throat causing me to rear back in surprise and choke. I could tell from the taste it was the same liquid I had tasted earlier dripping from the tip of his dick. I cover his naked form up with the blanket and headed to my bedroom. My heart was racing and the wetness between my legs was like a fucking river. I started touching my nipples and I felt that tingling between my legs so I used my free hand to rub my pussy mound and oh my god the feeling was so intense. I used more pressure and moved my hand faster like I had seen dad do on himself and shortly a powerful feeling of pleasure wracked my body. Not only was I wet but some liquid shot out of my pussy hole like the liquid had done with dad’s dick. The liquid was white and creamy like dads but mine was more like water than thick goo but I concluded whatever had happen to dad just happened to me and it was so intense that it made my whole body shake and tremble. I had never felt anything else that even compared to this experience. I thought I could learn from my dad so I devised yet another wicked plan. I did my teasing early in the evening then I’d tell dad I was going to my friend’s house for several hours and then I would secretly sneak back into the house to catch dad masturbating. Dad thought he was alone in the house and would take his clothes off to masturbate and this allowed me to get a very good view. This was all part of my plan and my sex education. The first time I sneaked into the house japan and made my way to the living room He had japanese already begun stroking his hard meat. His balls were bouncing and making a slapping sound. The head of his cock was a deep purple color and the veins on his shaft were sticking out. He looked so hard, asian like a steel rod. His dick had an arch to it and was able to touch his belly button. He took a hold of his shaft with his strong hands and was moving up and down slowly and moaning softly. I could tell he was feeling a lot of pleasure like I had when I had touched myself. After some time he picked up the pace of his movement but had a steady rhythm. I knew he was close when his hand movement became a blur. Suddenly his legs went rigged and he was bucking his hips. He arched his back and made a loud grunt. If I didn’t know better I would have thought he was moaning in pain. With another loud grunt he thrust his hips hard into the air and white goo shot from his cock and landed on his neck and chest. He bucked his hips a couple more times and each time shot a rope of hot cum into the air. Then he went limp and released his grip on his cock and placed his arms on either side of his hips but his cock seemed alive and was jumping with each beat of his heart and throbbing. White goo exotic continued to ooze from the tip of his dick. 'Oh! Tabloids were filled with pics of me accompanied by japanese headlines like: “Didn't see any memories like that when I japan do look at the differences.” She looked into my eyes with a look of hope. “Thank you so much Jay, you’re a real lifesaver” No problem Rach, come on, let’s get you home.” “I know!” she said with such force. After a few seconds, not wanting to risk themselves any further, they crept back into Iris’ room, completely naked now, and promptly shut the door; clothes in hand. But it again had no exotic effect and I could just as well have been talking to a wall. I need to spend some asian time talking to my wife. I wanted to kiss him and feel my hands on his body. "Beth, we're actually pretty open about these things. Then again, nobody in America really knew just how bad things were in North Korea. She dips down into them and stares fixedly at me. Her cheeks are BDSM flushed and her makeup is looking slick and moist. Ass in the air, I plunge into Kara from behind. "We're not through with you yet, bitch," she said with a snarl.