Then he says “undress me.” “Start with my boots.” I start unlacing his boots. He walks behind me and grabs and feels my ass cheeks. “Back up in position” he demands. While I was doing this he was jacking his cock which had grown considerably in girth and length. He took his time setting down a shoulder bag in a chair, and then finally closing and locking the door. This continued for a good 10 minutes or more. You will swallow it all.” I open my mouth and tilt my head back as he pulls his foreskin back and aims his cock and starts pissing a heavy yellow stream. Kneeling, knees spread open, hands interlocked behind my head. “Assume the position.” I quickly moved back to the position he found me in. The pocket is full. When he tired of tormenting and beating my ass. He was dressed in layers, a Braves ball cap, sweat shirts, shirts, work boots.
