"You are going to make me come, you are going to make me come so fucking hard," he screamed. The masculine owner of the dark and cozy LTD's voice sounded hysterical. The good-looking and large-cocked lover boy sounded like a raving lunatic as he screamed these words at the tops of his lungs.
Then Sheree felt the head of Harvey's cock starting to spasm against her mouth, against her lips, against the coated part of her tongue against the mucous membranes at the insides of her deeply drawn-in cheeks.
Sheree Messmer could feel the shaft of Harvey Henderson's cock spasming against her right palirt, and against the insides of her tightly curled fingers.
"Coming! Coming! Ooooooh! Ohhhhhh! You are making me come, you are making me come so fucking hard! You are making me come! You are making me come so mother fucking hard!"
The little swollen lips on either side of Harvey Henderson's suddenly parting. Harvey's piss hole dilated.
His internal volcano erupted.
His molten lava began to flow.
The first spurt of rich, creamy fluid entered Sheree's mouth.
It did not take Sheree long to figure out that Harvey was going to shoot a hell of a lot more jism than she had been counting on.
The little girl had to puff out her cheeks in a desperate – and inevitably futile – attempt to keep all of Harvey's fuck juice inside her mouth. She began to swallow.
Hard.
Immediately.
Sheree, as she puffed out her dark cheeks, made herself look as if she had suddenly contracted a severe case of the mumps.
Harvey let loose with a scream of pleasure that sounded to Sheree Messmer to be unadulteratedly animalistic. Why, there was nothing remotely human about the sound that Harvey Henderson made at that moment.
He howled.
Like a wolf.
Like a werewolf.
Sheree would not have been surprised if hair had come sprouting like a rug out of Harvey's forehead just then.
Harvey Henderson sounded as if he were howling at the full moon – the full moon that was still casting a blue light through the rear window of the young man's LTD.
Sheree Messmer quickly discovered that there was no way she could hold all of the man's come inside her mouth.
There was too much come.
Her mouth was too little.
The diminutive and passionate young woman could feel Harvey Henderson's jism oozing hotly and thickly from the stretched corners of her mouth.
The dark-haired and dark-complexioned woman could feel that fuck juice rolling down onto her tiny chin, where it immediately began to cool and coagulate with its exposure to the fresh air.
The brown-eyed and libidinous little female could feel some of the come dripping right off the tip of her chin.
Plop.
Plop.
Plop.
That come dripped onto the inside of her left wrist. She was clutching Harvey's balls with her left hand more tightly than ever – but still nowhere near tight enough to risk hurting the young man.
The super-horny and petite twenty year old woman managed to keep ninety-five percent of Harvey Henderson's come inside her mouth. Sheree and Harvey agreed that this was quite an accomplishment all by itself.
Roberta Jean Richardson's old boyfriend could feel his pleasure spreading outward from his cock and balls.
The extremely handsome yet rather slight young man could feel the pleasure rolling down his slender legs.
The well-hung and sexually attractive young stud boy could feel the pleasure ripping its way up his back.
Sheree Messmer's brand new lover could tell that he was going to be able to feel the pleasure spreading until he was enveloped by it, until each and every one of his nerve-endings were affected by its power.
The masculine owner of the dark and cozy LTD could feel himself injecting raw protein into the beautiful young woman's sucking mouth.
The good-looking and large-cocked lover boy could feel his physical pleasure exploding into his already reeling brain.
He could feel the pleasure all the way down to his toes.
He could feel the pleasure all the way to his fingertips.
He could feel his sense of time being elongated. He could tell that his brain was telling him that his body was about to explode.
He was going to come.
Yes, that's what he was about to do.
The pleasure that he was feeling as the mouth moved back and forth on his cock was mounting.
He was close to the point of no return.
Very close.
And moving closer with every stroke the pretty young woman gave his hard, throbbing cock.
Then it hit him.
Blam!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Harvey Henderson screamed loudly.
Sheree found that he had to wait for Harvey Henderson's come to cool off a little bit inside her mouth before her taste buds could properly register the flavor.
Sheree found that it was worth the wait. Every second of it.
Sheree found that Harvey Henderson's come was delicious – even more delicious than she thought it was going to be, and that was saying something.
Sheree thought that Harvey Henderson's come tasted fishy.
Salty.
Refreshing.
She quickly discovered that she couldn't get enough of that stuff. She never stopped sucking and Sheree was determined to not stop sucking.
Not until Harvey Henderson's come was completely finished.
Sheree Messmer wanted each and every drop of that jism down inside her tummy – where she wholeheartedly believed it belonged.
The diminutive and passionate young woman figured that Harvey Henderson's come tasted better than anything else in the world. She figured that his come tasted better than the world's most expensive caviar. Not that Sheree had eaten the world's most expensive caviar or anything like that, but she was positive that Harvey Henderson's come had to taste better than any overpriced tuna roe.
Just as Sheree had hoped, she could feel herself getting healthier as she sucked down the raw protein that was shooting from the tip of Harvey Henderson's awesomely large tool of masculinity.
The diminutive and passionate young woman discovered that she loved the texture of Harvey Henderson's come every bit as much as she loved the taste.
The dark-haired and dark-complexioned woman thought that the come felt like so much raw egg white as it slithered its way down the entire length of her gullet heading for the spot of warmth and contentment that was forming at the pit of her tummy where the silver seed was accumulating.
The brown-eyed and libidinous little female really did feel as if she were being fed a hot meal from Harvey Henderson's spasming meat pole.
The super-horny and petite twenty year old woman correctly assumed that the raw egg white texture of Harvey Henderson's come would have grossed her out royally inside her throat in anything but the most prurient context.
This was a moot point.
Sheree could think of no context more prurient than this.
Harvey thought that Sheree had a magic mouth. Harvey Henderson could tell that Sheree sucked cock better than any other girl who had ever gone down on him – including Roberta Jean Richardson.
Roberta Jean Richardson's old boyfriend thought Sheree was so sweet and nice and sensuous that he wanted to keep her around for awhile.