#cigar and blowjob

Why did the Dad row to the other side?

So I could blow him for the afternoon before he went back to the wife and kids.

“Don’t just stand there, why don’t you get on your fucking knees and do something useful while I enjoy this cigar!”

That’s a slow burner, and it turned out so was he.  It took him about 20 minutes to get through that, which was plenty of time for me to blow him nice and slow and gently relieve him of his thick, sweet, load.  

A cigar and a blowjob … what could be a better way to relax?

You’d better be here to suck my dick!

Well it was2:00am, everyone else had gone to bed, and he was on his last beer and final cigar.  Of courseI was there to suck his dick!  What else could a stud like this possibly need before bed?  So I got on my knees, unzipped his shorts, and gave him the perfect ending to a lazy Sunday evening.

By the time he had finished his cigar, he’d deposited two beer-laced loads down my throat, telling me to “swallow it” each time as he unloaded.  After I’d finished swallowing his second load, he said “man, I’m done”, downed his beer, got up, zipped up, and went to bed. 

He never made eye contact with me the next morning.  Oh well.

I told him “if you think that’s impressive, wait til you see what I can blow with my mouth”

He didn’t have to wait long, as for the next forty-five minutes, he just kicked back and enjoyed his cigar, with my mouth gliding up and down on his cock, edging him until he took a deep breath, exhaled, and spewed a thick wad of sweet cream deep into my mouth. 

“Okay, you win” he sighed, as he took the last few puffs of his flickering cigar, while I sucked out the last few drops of his cum from his cock. 

(Yep, I always do)