I couldn’t take it anymore. But I was usually cool with Uncle Tony. Blowjob sex I couldn’t take it anymore. “Yeah Josh,” Uncle Tony said. He was hungrily deep-throating me as he played with my nipples. I stroked his meaty erection with one hand (my other still rubbing his nipples) as I licked those musky nuts. I didn’t know how long I could hold myself back from this; my cock had been harder than a diamond ever since I’d seen Uncle Tony smoking that cigar, which was nearly half an hour ago. Opening the door, Uncle Tony came in. He lunged forward and buried his face into one of my hot armpits. The scent of my smelly pit sent me over the edge, and seconds later, I blasted my load all over my chest. “I think it’s ready for me now.”
I heard him stand up and felt him grab my hips.
