What I did
not notice, while being assaulted and dominated, was that in the opening of the
door to the bedroom was my uncle, standing there, now only wearing his shirt,
cock in hand, staring at the scene, salivating at the spectacle, eager to take
part however, somehow so taken by the display, he would stand there in amazement.
Our eyes
met, his deep deep blue eyes, shining, inviting, reassuring, unassuming. He
smiled and nodded, his tong at the corner of his mouth, clearly turned on. Almost
like if condoned what I was doing, did I need him to give me his approval,
somehow it felt like he did. Our interlocking of stares was a sort of a signal
for him, he walked towards the bed, kneeled toward my head and offered his cock
to my gaping mouth.
It tasted
sour, leftovers of the earlier cum maybe. In no time, he started to hump my
mouth, his thick hairy balls slamming against my chin, pushing in, slowly,
methodically, masterly. His cock is thick, not the longest, but long enough,
certainly difficult and strenuous to take whole in the mouth. His white shirt
was fully open revealing his fat and hairy stomach, a sight so sublime that I
almost came looking at it. The man must have felt that, as he expertly stopped
immediately, squeezing the top of my cock, stopping the surge. He then started
again playing with my ass, his thick lubed fingers entering the hole, I closed
my eyes enjoying the moment, knowing that I was a very lucky man indeed.
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