She stopped again for a longer time, letting me calm back down again, though by now I was aching to cum. But she waited, and I waited, knowing the pleasure level would go a notch higher with every delay. Porn sex I asked if she would swallow my cum, and she stopped, withdrew, and said, “I don’t usually do that.” I let it drop; I was having too good a time to try to convince her otherwise, as much as I hate an open-the-door-to-spit ending. She was slender but substantial, not a stick figure. I turned the corner and pulled to the curb about 100 feet down the street, then looked back to see if she was walking toward me. As I lay back in a stunned swoon of delight, I remembered that Alexis still had my cock in her throat. When I drove by, she glanced at me, but I was unsure if she was looking for a date. She didn’t look wasted by a drug-based life style: her skin was clear, she had white shiny teeth, and all were there. Before I picked up Alexis, I had loaded a big chunk of white rock on top of the chore boy at the end, and melted it down so it was ready to fire up.
