As I stroked with my left hand, I played with my balls with the other. A friend told me about his experience and I suggested that he write it as a story. XXX I bent forward, and eventually let some saliva drip from my lips onto the head of his cock and continued to stroke him. There were all ages, sizes and shapes. I certainly didn’t want the door to jam shut drawing unnecessary attention to me later. That would be a wild treat. My cum and his saliva was drying on my cock and pubic hair. A friend told me about his experience and I suggested that he write it as a story. I basked in the thought of being a cock hungry slut.
