An Arse To Die For

It was the most exhilarating blow-job I've ever had, mate. Fuck, she was good!

In fact, she was so good she was almost too good! After a mere two or three minutes I felt my semen starting the surge from base camp to the summit and I was soon shooting wads of spunk into Dolita's hard-working mouth.

The delightful little darling actually licked her lips! "Very salty, Shayne," she told me, "very tasty. I might have to do that again!"

Then she lay beside me and I stroked her erection. "How about you?" I asked. "How do you prefer to come?"

"Oh you smooth talker," she grinned, "you mean I actually get a choice? Most of my men friends simply toss me off. You mean, you'd like to suck me?"

She asked the question in a sort of "I dare you" tone. Well, you can call me a lot of things, sport, but a wimp ain't one of them. If this sheila wanted me to suck her cock then I'd bloody well suck her cock!

And, to tell you the truth, it wasn't at all bad. Like I said, it was six-and-a-half inches, and when I went down on her I noticed that that brown line went all the way from her balls up the underside of her shaft to her piss lips.

I kissed her cock tip tentatively at first, then when I realised it wasn't going to bite me, I started suck on her helmet, down to the ring. The top two inches of her cock were thick and turgid and the sensation of them filling my mouth was wonderful.

Dolita for her part lay back groaning and moaning as if in ecstasy. I hoped she wasn't acting.

Then I began to increase the tempo of my tasting and soon I felt her entire body stiffen against me as her climax started to surge through her groin, and then I was sucking down a wad of globby spunk.

Now I know what you're all thinking. You're thinking (a) disgusting, or – if not that, (b) what did it taste like?

Well, for starters it sure ain't tasteless, sport. And I'm told that it differs from person to person and it also depends on what they've been eating or drinking.