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SHE WAS ONE OF THOSE GIRLS WHO LIKED TO SEE HOW FAR SHE COULD GO, YOU KNOW. SHE LIKED TO SEE HOW MUCH SHE COULD TAKE. SHE WAS INTO DEEP THROATING. THIS DIDN’T BOTHER ME, AS I CAN IMAGINE IT WOULDN’T BOTHER MOST MEN. ONE NIGHT WE WERE FOOLING AROUND AND SHE STARTED TO GO DOWN ON ME. IT FELT GOOD. HER EYES BULGED IN HER HEAD AS SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SPIT RAN DOWN FROM THE CORNERS OF HER MOUTH. I FELT HER TONGUE TENSE UP AND HEARD THE LITTLE GAGGING NOISE AS SHE WENT FURTHER. IT FELT GOOD. SHE SCRUNCHED UP THE SKIN ON MY STOMACH WITH HER LEFT HAND AND HELD MY BALLS WITH HER RIGHT. THEN SUDDENLY SHE STARTED TO JERK A BIT AND THE LITTLE GAGGING NOISE TURNED INTO MORE OF A BURP. SHE PULLED BACK AND I FELL OUT OF HER MOUTH, FOLLOWED BY A BIG SPURT OF VOMIT. SHE HAD PUSHED TOO FAR. SHE HAD VOMITED ON MY PENIS. I LOOKED DOWN AT THE MESS COVERING MY MANHOOD. I LOOKED AT HER. WE SPENT A COUPLE OF MOMENTS LOOKING TO AND FROM EACH OTHER AND MY SICK COVERED DICK. JUST AS I WAS ABOUT TO TRY AND SAY SOMETHING, GOD KNOWS WHAT…”OH DEAR” PERHAPS, SHE HOISTED HERSELF UP WITH HER ARMS AND CLIMBED ON TOP OF ME. WE HAD SEX. AFTERWARDS, THERE WAS NO VOMIT ON MY PENIS. IT MUST HAVE ALL BEEN INSIDE HER, BACK WHERE IT BELONGED. IT WAS THE MOST ENJOYABLE WAY TO CLEAN UP SICK I HAD EVER EXPERIENCED. IT FELT GOOD.
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