THIS ENTRY WAS POSTED ON October 3, 2014 BY Team Pleasure Chest.
"On your knees."
I sank gratefully to the floor, calmed and aroused at once by the cool tone of authority in Drew's voice. I watched their well worn boots as they approached me, taking slow, deliberate steps. I couldn't wait to get my hands on those boots, to make them shine. To see the pride on Drew's face when they saw what I could do with their boots.
The clink of a buckle. The quick tug of a zipper. The faint rustle of a silicone cock being released from a pair of briefs. It seemed that Drew was more interested in what I could do with my mouth.
"Suck it," Drew murmured.
I obeyed and nearly gagged on a mouthful of lint.
***
"Do not stop, I prithee do not stop," the pirate king panted.
Emmaline let a small smile play across her lips as she worked her captor's rigid manhood with both of her smooth, petite hands. She might be the hostage, but she was the one in control. With a tongue that, mere days before, she had thought she would only ever use for prayers and polite conversation, she lapped at the pirate king's nether head.
The pirate king howled as his climax shot from him. Emmaline howled too.
"Merciful God, it's in my eye!"
***
Brutus held Chad's hair as the boy slobbered on Brutus's dick. Chad might be the worst kind of college bro, but his cocksucking skills weren't up for debate.
"You like the taste of my cock, kid?" Brutus yanked Chad's head back, grinning into the boy's eager face. Chad opened his mouth to answer.
"Hhhhhhcccchhhhhhhhh."
"What's that?"
"Hgghh! Hhhhhgggccchhhh!"
"Do you have a pube in your throat?"
Chad nodded as he coughed.
***