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“What on your, cock?” I said. “Cum - blow your load on my dick, dude!” As soon as he said that, I stood up and leaned over putting my hand on his shoulder for stability. I abruptly let out a rush of cum all over his sweaty cock! At first, a few squirts hit his shirt, but then the seepy fluid poured down the head and swirled around the foreskin as japanese he kept stroking. “Ahh fuuuuck!” I yelled as the cream continued to flow down his entire dick. Peeling the skin back and forth, his cock was awash in cum and sweat – it starts to cum… hard! “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK!!!!” he yelled as tried to bite his lip. He shot japan that goo like a rocket! Long fluid ropes that partially hit my knee! Rick was just watching the whole thing, busting a nut on the couch! “Uhh FUCK YEAH!” Rick screamed, as his man-milk flowed like lava. “Dude – what the fuck? That shit’s gonna stain the fabric, fucker!” Mike said. “What? You guys unleash a torrent of cum all over the couch – I drip a few drops and I’m the asshole?” Rick said. blowjob “It’s not a few drops, dickhead – you spewed enough to fill Lake-fucken-Superior!” Mike yelled. After - an awkward moment of silence and deep breathing came over us. Rick and I collapsed on the couch while Mike went to the kitchen to get paper towels and fabric cleaner to clean up. “Shit man that was crazy!” I said. “Damn, I can’t feel my toes!” As we all laughed! That communal jerk session was enough to keep us going back several times more. Unfortunately, the sessions cumshot were short lived as Mike’s family relocated to another neighborhood a few months later. We lost our jackoff sanctuary. Even though Mike didn’t move far, we didn’t really hang out with him as much. He got to a point in his life where he started having steady girlfriends, so I suppose our homoerotic sessions suddenly seemed too “gay” for him. As for Rick and me, we never really got together just the two of us to jerk. Though we’d compare cocks sometimes as we got older. As mine topped out at just below 6-inches, Rick’s grew to a fat 7 ½-inches. He’d clown me that my dick was tiny compared to his – I felt insecure about it well into adulthood. A few months had passed and a real estate developer started tearing down some old homes on the corner of our Hardcore block. The project stalled and the homes sat there half-demolished for months. Rick and I would create mazes out of them and sometimes plant booby traps. Inside the japanese large, cumshot folded-in-half transparent bag is a pair of plain white soiled nylon panties that had belonged to his twin sister, Val, who has since passed away. As he was giving Sara the tail end of his load she moaned and bit him on the shoulder. When we got home everyone was thirsty and I gave them all a bottle of water and they all drank it quickly. I swirled around it, caressing her, driving her wild. It looked like she had finally turned it down for a bit. “Bear! I looked at him but I did not see compassion. My blood screamed through my veins, carrying the ecstasy through my body. blowjob I'm sp overcome with lust I push his japan head down to keep him right there. He came in my ass with a yell and grunting. “Nope,” she said, breaking the hug. She looked like her world had Hardcore just come apart. My futa-dick throbbed in Mrs. Tinker's embrace.