But you were also having the best sex ever… and the greatest physical pleasure. His impromptu house-cleaning accomplished, Paul went back to his books, muttering to himself, “Now maybe I can concentrate. Milf sex He hadn’t moved since I’d pulled my now too sensitive cock-head out of his mouth. I swallowed with difficulty and attempted to regain control of my voice. “I slide down the pole… My will is negative 2000… I must obey Bryan’s suggestions… I slide down the pole…” Paul was looking absolutely zonked, and his speech was so slurred I could scarcely make out the words. “Two… Three-e-e!!!” I was rewarded with an enormous, delicious blast of Paul-cream, so copious
