I knew they were in control, reaching up y hands gently clasped his buttocks and I opened my mouth pulling him down, letting him mouth fuck me
. Now he had the green light he held my head and eased a few more inches into my willing mouth, I had deepthroated my husband before but being so much smaller it seemed easy but I wanted this cock so much I took more of him, feeling the thick swollen head in my throat as he began to move his hips back and forth.
. . "Jeff au Poivre"
JEFF AU POIVRE
A Playful Prose Fantasy or Short Story
by Dacneus
Ouch! Damn! At least that’s the very least Jeff would have shouted—or screamed—if the ball-gag hadn’t been securely wedged between the roof of his mouth and his tongue and projecting halfway down his throat

I knew they were in control, reaching up y hands gently clasped his buttocks and I opened my mouth pulling him down, letting him mouth fuck me
. Now he had the green light he held my head and eased a few more inches into my willing mouth, I had deepthroated my husband before but being so much smaller it seemed easy but I wanted this cock so much I took more of him, feeling the thick swollen head in my throat as he began to move his hips back and forth.
. . "Jeff au Poivre"
JEFF AU POIVRE
A Playful Prose Fantasy or Short Story
by Dacneus
Ouch! Damn! At least that’s the very least Jeff would have shouted—or screamed—if the ball-gag hadn’t been securely wedged between the roof of his mouth and his tongue and projecting halfway down his throat

I knew they were in control, reaching up y hands gently clasped his buttocks and I opened my mouth pulling him down, letting him mouth fuck me
. Now he had the green light he held my head and eased a few more inches into my willing mouth, I had deepthroated my husband before but being so much smaller it seemed easy but I wanted this cock so much I took more of him, feeling the thick swollen head in my throat as he began to move his hips back and forth.
. . "Jeff au Poivre"
JEFF AU POIVRE
A Playful Prose Fantasy or Short Story
by Dacneus
Ouch! Damn! At least that’s the very least Jeff would have shouted—or screamed—if the ball-gag hadn’t been securely wedged between the roof of his mouth and his tongue and projecting halfway down his throat

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