Only Pre

Her saliva had dried off my rod, so she went right back to work licking over every square inch of my rod with her soft, wet tongue. She also used her huge jugs to slide my rod around, smearing her drool over more and more of my beast, before she was satisfied and stood up to better angle herself. She started passionately kissing my cumslit as I let loose a stream of pre for her to gobble up gratefully.

She drank deeply, before pulling up to show me her bare mouth. “Timmy, look, I managed to drink down all of your cum.”

I had to stifle a laugh. “Sorry, Holly, but it takes far more than that for me to get off. You only tasted my pre-cum.”

She was shocked. “But-but that’s impossible. That load must have been a hundred times more than Jeffrey had ever come in our marriage.”

“Yep, my balls do make a lot of it. But that was still just my pre. I’m afraid just you alone aren’t going to be enough to get me off.”

Her eyes fell, crestfallen. Oh shit, better steer it back right. “It’s alright, you’ve got one of the best mouths I’ve ever felt. It’s just that no one woman is enough for me. Lucky for us,” I gave her a wicked grin. “There are 5 other size queens right upstairs.”