Of course not!

The door opened easily and Dara entered as if it were her own residence. Before the door had even shut on its own, Dara's meager covering was slipped from her shoulders and pooled at her feet. Once more, she was completely naked, this time, albeit, in her neighbor's house. She made her way to her desired destination, easing into the basement and rounding the corner. There he was, his back to her, sitting at a desk, fingers noisily tapping away at a keyboard. There was some nonsense gibberish on his monitor that she cared none about.

"You can thank me for the cum ..." Once more, the words spoken from Colin's mouth previously were a subtle command that she willingly knew she had to obey. The thirst and hunger were too unbearable to not obey a simple command as such. Without a single sound, Dara sunk to her knees, palms upon her thighs, back straight, shoulders back, tits jutting forward, with her hardened nipples pointing towards Colin.

It was a voice that Dara's reasoning mind tried to silence, but could not, and she cringed with fear and shame as she heard herself. _ "I've come to thank you for the cum you've given me. I can't get enough of it! I want ... I need ... to taste some more! I need a young man's cock, like yours, to drink from!" _Dara could feel her mouth watering in expectation.

She should have been surprised that Colin didn't flinch one bit from her unannounced intrusion. Nor did he turn around and acknowledge her when she spoke. Colin continued tapping away at his keyboard as if he were finishing a homework assignment from school. It wasn't until Colin turned in his seat and acknowledged her that Dara's heart leapt into her throat, skipping a few beats, seeing his appreciative and warm smile upon his face. Her eyes met his briefly before lowering her gaze to concentrate on the slowly swelling bulge between his legs. He was growing on her (in more ways than one), and she could barely contain herself, feeling the urgent desire to quench her thirst and satisfy her hunger. Nor could Dara deny the waters that were pooling in her pussy, threatening to spill out with the least of resistance.

"Well! Isn't this a pleasant surprise? You can't resist me! You've come here yet again, and offer yourself to me. You now know that only I can satisfy your deepest desires and needs." Dara's eyes widened as Colin's legs spread further, his tumescence crawling down the length of his thigh. She concentrated on that piece of flesh so much, that she didn't notice the smirk on his face. "Well, since you're here, and you want to thank me, go right ahead. You haven't got enough and you need to taste some more! Drink from this young man's cock!"

Dara's mind had given up the fight as her body performed as Colin had willed and commanded. "Thank you," she purred as Colin rose and stood before her, her hands reaching out to tug at his pants and boxers, quickly freeing his impressive manhood, dancing wildly before her face. She gripped the snake at its base to steady its flailing, opening her mouth and extending her tongue. She placed his glans on her tongue, the saltiness of sweat assaulting her senses, and drew him into her open mouth. She clamped down just beyond the crown and swirled her tongue over and around the mushroom shaped head. With her mouth occupied, she could only make purring, appreciative moans, indicating her own arousal and satisfaction at finally achieving her goal.

"You see Mrs. Keen? I'm not a bad guy! I'm very nice ... cooperative ... and helpful .. to one in need!" Colin pushed his way further into her mouth before pulling back to just the tip again. The feel of her velvety wetness gripping his shaft would never be lost in his mind. He vowed he would never grow tired of exploring her mouth with his cock.

Dara's hand tightened slightly at the base before beginning a slow rhythmic pumping of his shaft, urging him slightly deeper, trying to coax his release into her parched pipes. She needed his release and was doing whatever was needed to achieve it.

"You, however, are a cock hungry slut!" Colin's words shot through her like an arrow from a cross-bow. Her entire being erupted as she quaked through an obvious orgasm, nearly **** on the hunk of meat pushing deeper into her mouth, threatening to lodge in her throat. His name calling had triggered her release, feeling the wetness trickle down her thighs, most likely pooling between her splayed legs. Dara was embarrassed, ashamed and mildly inflamed, but she could not escape the euphoric bliss that surrounded her at that moment. That bliss manifested into the utmost need to finish Colin off at any expense. Redoubling her efforts, she suckled harder, her cheeks hollowing and drawing out the droplets of precum, announcing his pending release. She could feel his heart beating within the palm of her hand, gripping his mighty totem pole. She groaned an audible affirmation to his proclamation, never letting his rod escape the confines of her mouth.

"I hope you're thirsty, cuz you're about to get a load full!" Dara prepped herself for the onslaught and pulled back so just the crown was embedded past her lips. She felt his cock swell within her grip as it pulsed mightily. She ovaled her mouth and made room for the pending ropes of his release. A loud grunt escaped from the beast, his legs growing taut, hips jutting forward, beads of sweat dripping along his flesh. Dara braced herself and was finally rewarded with powerful comets splashing against the back of her throat, with their long tails roping along her tongue. Spurt after powerful spurt shot forth, filling her mouth and bloating her cheeks. Thick viscous liquid oozed down her sore throat, while the remainder continued to pool within her mouth until she could contain no more.

Dara was faced with two options, either swallow quickly, or let it escape from the corners of her mouth and trail to who knows where?