The daft wench
I was at my dads house once (aren't my parents modern, being divorced and all) with the (now ex) missus who I'd been poking for quite a while. We went upstairs to my shared-with-two-brothers-bedroom.
Now everyone else was downstairs, but its a small house, and the bedroom door is right at the top of the stairs. Nevertheless, we started to kiss, then she started sucking my schlong. She was an alright sucker, so it didn't take too long until the point of no return.
I told her i was going to cum, because I'm nice like that, id rather not surprise a girl who's teeth are millimeters from my pork-sword.
On hearing this, she removed her mouth and finished me off with her hand. Now she usually liked swallowing (or tolerate it) but this time she claimed she wasn't in the mood.
After spaffing my love-juice all over my bed sheets and the floor, i hear my dad start coming up the stairs. I swiftly pull up my jeans, and push her away just in time to hear my dad walk past the bedroom door, to the bathroom.
I ended up getting my love-juice all over, just because she "wasn't in the mood"
Click "I Like This" if you think i should have forced my length down her throat and given her an angry dragon to save me getting all messy.

Length? Satisfying.
I couldn't say for the taste though.
(newname123 tried to impress you, Fri 15 Jun 2007, 20:41, Reply)