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ild's spinning top just before it stops spinning),
and sucked hard to get it to stop spinning on me and bring it
into my mouth.
Cyril had more foreskin than I'd ever seen; even erect,
his cockhead was still buried inside it; but he kept his cock
scrupulously clean. Some uncut men have a foul-smelling scum
inside their foreskin because they don't clean it right, but
Cyril's was as clean as it could be. I ran my tongue inside
that sweet-tasting foreskin to fish at the cockhead with my
tongue. I grabbed the shaft with one hand, holding on tight
to him with the other.
I felt Cyril's mouth close on my cock. A beautiful, warm
sensation. With no gravity, it was like my cock had slid into
a wonderful, open space, surrounded by warm, moist lips that
pulled on my shaft.
I thrust my head down onto his cock. I wanted all of
that beautiful English dick of his. I pushed down until his
cockhead was shoved down my throat, my nose buried in his ball
sac, his balls gently wafting back and forth inside them to
wash against my nose like flotsam in a wave.
Such an odd, wonderful feeling! I didn
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