My night of disappointment
I had my big night planned and I was thrilled at the prospect. My hunger for cum had been in the back of my mind for days. I knew I needed to milk it from someone.The day was set, mission 2 would be first, in the afternoon. He promised 5 loads. Mission 3 would be in the evening and promised a load. 6 loads, my heart skipped a beat at the idea and desire to be cum drunk by the end of the night.Afternoon rolls around. I see mission 2 walking towards my house and I can feel my mouth water. I open...