d I get up the ce?

I eased myself gently onto the mattress beside him. He didn’t stir. The

intoxig stench of shot-off cum ervasive. The boy must masturbate

all the time. At that point, I don’t think any power on heaven or earth, never

mind the lower depths, could have prevented my hand from drifting to his

shapely butt and stroking his smooth, soft skin.

I felt his warm ass globes tract at my touch, shiver delectably as another

sigh escaped his lips. He curled his leg tighter to his chest, thehe

other up as well. His ass was now spread before me, fuck-hole trembling, as

I massaged his sweet young rump.

My cock was raging hard and drooling in the pouy white Jockeys.

The boy preteo sleep as I brought my hungry mouth to his smooth

buttocks. I touched my too his tightly puckered hole, delicately flicked

it and then I licked and lightly washed his crack. His musky, boyish odor

drove me crazy.

The boy’s g butt-hole opened wider for my tongue. I broke away

for just the time it took me to strip and climb naked behind him. I pulled his

juicy ass to my fad palmed him open. I got my mouth to his bittersweet

cavity and drove my tongue inside him. He tasted tart and ripe, a rich custard

of assflesh. I slurped and slobbered and he moaned beh me.

He soon gave up all pretensions of sleep, squirming his young ass around