A shorter pause, a
quicker pull-out, a fast breath, and another straight stroke down her
throat. Over and over, faster and faster, Debbie was taking over fourteen
inches of thick cock in her mouth. John’s knees started to buckle, and he
grabbed the back of her head and started ramming his massive tool into her
open mouth. She gagged on every stroke, but never tried to stop him. With
one final, long thrust, John buried his entire cock into Debbie’s available
mouth and held it there, bucking as he started to cum down her throat. I
watched as Debbie, too, stopped moving, and saw her throat muscles moving
rhythmically as she swallowed and swallowed and swallowed.
Finally, after drinking what must have been gallons of cum, Debbie
pulled the cock out of her mouth and took a deep breath. Licking her lips,
she looked at the rest of us and said “Anyone else want to feed me?”
We were shedding our clothes as fast as we could. I had fired up the
bowl during Debbie’s cock sucking performance, and we were all pretty high
by now. John had staggered back to the couch and colapsed, mumbling how
nobody had ever been able to suck him all in like that.