That mouth is fuckin sweet!” I backed off and held the head of his dick in my mouth, twirling my tongue around inside his foreskin. I looked up at him, and grabbed his hands and slapped them to the sides of my head. “Goddamn!” he said as he started long-fucking my mouth up and down his dick. The taste of his precum was a constant aphrodisiac that lubed my sliding up and down his dick and made my mouth water like crazy. I think he was getting off on the wet slurpy sounds of him fucking my face as much as I was. “Damn, little man, you got no fucking gag reflex, do you?” I mumbled “Mm mm” around his dick and tightened my grip on the backs of his thighs further. He took my hint and began pounding my mouth down his dick forcefully. He suddenly pulled me off his cock roughly and said, “Bend that sweet ass over, you sexy little fucker.” I began unbuckling my belt as I stood, and in ten seconds I had toed one shoe off and had one leg out of my jeans. For obvious reasons, I had not worn any underwear. He bent me over and immediately I felt his beard on my ass
