after hanging up the phone I would say to myself, “Yes! All of our encounters would begin with a simple phone call. Xxx I’d love to shoot a big load down his throat”! Then he would shove that cock in my mouth and feed me all of his sperm. Sometimes layed back on the sofa in the living room. Personally .. No casual visits for drinks and small talk. but sometimes I would “open up” my mouth and throat so Stan could give me all of his dick. he would tell me. And this went on .. dripping off my chin .. I’ve always thought there was something “hot” about a pair of ruby red lips wrapped around a stiff dick but I really don’t think it mattered to Stan at all.
