Head

You moan as I lick a drop of precum from the slit of your cockhead and wrap my lips around it. My tongue becomes an entity unto itself, swirling and lapping greedily at your seed. My body shifts between your legs so I can maneuver my head and mouth

Mile High Club

Trent Boyd hefted his small attache’ case into the over head compartment and sat down in the aisle seat and waited for the 737 to take off. Leaving the bone chilling cold of Detroit to spend a long weekend in New Orleans was enough to bring a smile