His balls swung up to her chin, then rolled up to her lips as his cock disappeared. He was amazed that her sweet little mouth could take so much prick. It seemed as if he must be shoving it right down into her stomach.

His cock was getting so hot that she thought it might blister her tongue. When he jerked out, her saliva glistened on his cock. She sucked his cock-knob and drool ran down, shot through with streaks of pre-cum.

Then she dove on down and sucked the seepage back off his big prick.

His cock-meat was nearly humming how.

It was like sucking on a trembling tuning fork. She gazed down his cock-shaft and watched his balls expand mightily and knew that she didn't have long to wait for dessert.

She gulped his prick deep, then pulled up to suck on the flaring cock-head. As her lips pulled, she danced her lapper against the underside of the cock-knob.

"Shoot!" she panted.

"Unghhhh!" he grunted. "Ahhhhh!" she moaned, in expectation. Jizz-jets began to dart into her mouth and throat as he blew his wad. He painted her palate and whitewashed her tonsils. He squirted cum into her cheeks and bathed her tongue and hosed her gullet.

Until his first cumming, when all the cum shot out in a single spurt, he was pumping it to her each time he slammed his cock into her mouth.

His cum was thick and rich, nourishing and creamy, and Dolly drank deeply of the sweet nectar.

After what seemed a long and glorious time, he sank back, as if stunned by his climax.

Dolly kept on sucking on his limp prick.

"More! Don't stop – keep cumming!" the greedy nymphette begged him.

She already had a bellyful of the man's cum, but she still wanted more cum.

She nursed on his prick-knob, coaxing a last glob of cum from his piss-hole, and ducked down to his balls, sucking the overflow off his cock-shaft.

She used her tongue to gather a stray drop of jism from his balls and lapped down into his groin to make sure that none of his succulent slime had escaped.