Each pulse of my cock was matched by the pressure of his ass on my face, which only served to prolong the sensation.Finally, my energy was spent by him, and the last of my cum was out. The air grew thinner, my vision swam, and all I could focus on was the sound of his deep, satisfied breaths and the feeling of his body moving on me.My cum rushed out again and again, painting my belly with every pulse. Gay sex Mine would be a trial of endurance. Mine would be a trial of endurance. Mine would be a trial of endurance. He reached down and gave it a squeeze, his strong hand easily wrapping around the shaft. The wet heat of his ass and his balls pressed against my lips, and I couldn’t help but moan around his cock. My back arched, my hips bucked upwards involuntarily, and I felt a warm rush as semen spurted out of me.
