Costume in a Costume

Bringing my mouth back to his cock I felt his washboard abs with my hands and reached beneath his shirt to rub my hands lightly over his chest. Steve took my hands in his and held them to his firm pecs. I was now left with only my mouth to please him.

I was lost with my face in his pubes when I was brought back to reality by the sound of Steve talking to me. He said, “Let me make love to your mouth.” I didn’t know what he meant but I nodded my head “yes,” his cock waving up and down in unison with my head.

Ever so slowly he pulled his big wet cock from my mouth and then just when it was about to drop out he pushed back in just as slowly. In and out, very slowly he loved my mouth like a man loves his wife’s pussy.

I had plenty of time to prepare for the inward journey of his cock and I took a deep breath and held it as he stuffed himself down into my throat. I didn’t gag at this slow pace and I craved the feel of cock.

All the while his gorgeous cock was leaking a never-ending drool of precum. When I first noticed it I thought he had cum but then I could tell by the sweetness and the lack of orgasm noises that he was just providing me with dick syrup. I was astounded at the amount of precum he generated. I swished it around in my mouth and swallowed regularly to keep up with the flow.