He had on a one piece robe and as he stoked me he opened it up stared working on himself. He slurped down my load and I squeaked out thanks before I sat in the chair and caught my breath. My job took me all over the country, and I got my cock sucked everywhere I went. Older and balding, he was wearing baggy shorts and a casual, button down shirt and was very overweight. I watched stroke a few times, then he shook his hips, swinging that delicious cock back and forth in front of the hole. It was a little smaller, maybe 9" long, but not as thick, but it was one of those perfectly formed dicks that just look good enough to eat.
After a few minutes my new cock pulled back.
He got a finger inside me and I was in rapture. Why Read? I see his name on the screen every week.
I quickly left and went back to motel I was staying at.