Yes Sir

His paced quickened and I could hear him breathing heavily. When I could, I would clinch my sissy ass lips down on his cock and give him an extra squeeze. Every time I did, it was spurring on a horse as his pace quickened and the thrusts became more violent.

He lasted much longer this time but after a good hard fucking, he announced that he was going to cum and pulled out. I quickly spun around and began jacking his cock towards my open mouth. I was going to taste it this time. Rope after rope of jism exploded into my mouth and his hand held onto a clump of my sweaty hair. After the last dribble of cum fell, Ron collapsed into the chair behind him and I crawled forward with my open mouth leaking cum and drool.

Grabbing his spent tool, I spit the cum back onto it and began licking it off, swirling it around in my mouth. Gathering it all up at the head, I swallowed it all and then deep throated him, tasting my own ass mixed with his cum.

My ass was sore in all of the right ways and the taste in my mouth had my own cock leaking. "I don' think I can cum again right now," Ron said. "But I have an idea for you. Stand up and turn around."

"Yes sir," I replied and did as I was told.

Ron came up behind me and stuck two fingers in my oily ass. I jumped slightly but took them both all the way to the last knuckle. "Jerk off into my hand," he said holding his other hand in front of my own straining cock. "And then I'm going to make you eat that too."

I began jerking my own cock quickly and within seconds, I dumped the biggest load I had ever blown into his hand. "Now, lick it up," he said.

Having cum, the demons had subsided and I no longer felt quite as unhinged. I stared at the handful of cum and hesitated.

"Bend over," he said, and I bent over putting my face closer to the pile of jizz.

"Lick."

I hesitated still.

I heard clothes rustling behind me and then heard a whooshing sound right before the belt made contact with my poor abused ass.