Food and drink Stories

My head was hanging backwards, eyes watering, hair dangling toward the floor, as I drew in deep breaths. Then, again, I succumbed to Matteo’s rigid cock parting my lips just before I was quite ready, feeling the head lodge in my throat as my lips and chin were brushed with the trimmed hairs framing his glistening, dripping shaft. This was a first for me. I had never done such a thing. Not taking a man’s penis all the way,...