Bert and I it goes on
Bert and I ….it goes on. The wine produced a comfortable glow and Bert’s confessions of a long life of sin combined to make my cock stir. Bert’s cock had shrunk and shriveled but the tip still glistened with droplets of cum. I couldn’t resist the desire to lick it off. I crossed the room and knelt before the man’s cock. I looked up at him and he smiled……Go ahead, but be gentle I’m still a bit sore from your last go around. I softly drew his cock head into my mouth. His cock tasted of dried cum,...