Teaching Shannon part51
“On your knees,” I ordered. She started crying harder at this new
tribulation, but I was too far gone to care. I opened my pants and
stood in front of her, my throbbing cock at head level.
“Use your hands,” I rasped, my voice thick with lust. She took my
cock in both hands and began to jerk me off. “I want to come on your
face,” I breathed, “make me come on your face.” Her hands moved
unsteadily on my cock. I took one of them in my hand and moved it
to my balls. Shannon began tickling and squeezing them, which always
drives me wild. “Oh, fuck,” I said, “oh god oh fuck.” Looking down I
saw her face, still wet from crying. I bent down and reached for her
magnificent tits and saw the yellow marks on them where my fingers had
squeezed hard enough to bruise them. The sight of those marks, and
Shannon’s ministrations to my cock and balls, sent me over the edge,
…End of the part51. To be continued..