The Reunion Bastian Uncovered Vol. 7

When Nicholas pulled out his cock, I realized it was like seeing an old friend. I moved over, sucking him, remembering his particular manly smell, fragrant, an aphrodisiac as only a man can produce, and also his unique taste. I craved it as I did years ago.

Now being totally nude, I moved down and licked his shoe, something I have learned. Nicholas got me up to lean forward, slapping my ass with his hand, but began spanking harder, rubbing his hand in my crack. He moved me onto all fours rimming me. His facial scruff rubbing my crack and his probing tongue were driving me crazy. I said, “Fuck me”. Nicholas rose, spit on his cock, and shoved in. In no time he was pumping me, then stopped, pulled out. and sat down on the ottoman.

Nicholas got me to lean over his lap and began to spank me, HARD. This was new between us. But little did he know that getting a spanking had become a fetish of mine making me more horny, so I told him I wanted it harder. Slap, slap, slap, over and over, he did not hold back. He stopped, motioned me to get up, calling me a “bad boy”. Nicholas leaned back and I slid down on his cock, riding him, bouncing up and down his dick. As time went on, he was thrusting up as I was sliding down, faster and faster. So HOT! He asked if I wanted to cum. I told him I did and he told me to cum on his shirt he was still wearing. I came on his shirt which appeared to make him happy. I told him to cum inside me and with a fever pitch, he pounded me until he came hard with ropes of warm cum deep inside me.