I can buy you a big, hairy dog, or possibly a miniature steer, to snuggle with…” He was givin’ me his devil grin. I can buy you a big, hairy dog, or possibly a miniature steer, to snuggle with…” He was givin’ me his devil grin. Mature porn He spun around, straddling my shoulders with his knees, and pulling back his sheath — yeah, it was more of a sheath-like a horse has than a “foreskin”— like a boy — and laid the head and that sensitive spot underneath the head, right on my tongue, and a silly thought entered my brain, remembering the communion I took back when I used to go to church — and I thought “oh, I’m going to hell” — “The Penis of your sex god, given for you…” I took that god-offered gift, and surrounded it with my warm, wet, slimy (from all the mucous he pumped from my throat) mouth, and I put a lot of pressure on the “special spot” with my tongue,
