Just married gays fuckin on the floor
“Ahh…..”, I heard him mourn delightfully. My
heart was just beating like a drum. His hands
were playing with my hair. His pubic hair touched
my nose and I could smeel his manhood.
He looked up the ceiling with his eyes closed and
started moving his hips back and forth. I moved
my head in harmony with his thrust. I tried to
loosen my jaw so that I could accomodate him.
Once he pushed further down into my throat, I
started to gag. He paused and looked down as I
looked up to his eyes. Seemed like he was asking
me if I was okay. I begged him with my eyes to
continue. He continued fucking my mouth. Not
too long before I felt his body trembling,
his buns tighten. I felt his dick get harder
and I could taste the warmth of his cum. Jet
after jet exploding in my mouth. I tried to
swallow that sweet and salty juice. I guessed
he must have his loads for over 5 minutes and
I just could not seem to take them all. His body
was stiff and after his last shooting, he collapsed
against the desk.