"Look, I&
#039;m not a bull (i.e. hypermasculine) and I don&
#039;t have a big dick but it gets its job done". I didn&
#039;t quite connect the dots until I had the epiphany moment when kneeling for this man and visualised the penis which &
#039;got the job done&
#039;: this man created life with his dick, the two estranged children his girlfriend was keeping him from seeing.
Despite his rather lethargic demeanour, he let me sniff around; when I asked him if I could lick his armpits he said "that kinda weird, but sure I guess". I cleaned his nuts and tongued then sucked his dick.
As I&
#039;m blowing the dude he calmly, almost passively begins thrusting, followed by an abrupt "I&
#039;m gonna
come". He blew into my mouth a sour, bitter tasting load which I swallowed and then thanked him for.