Growing boy-1

Eric alternated between having his eyes screwed shut in bliss and watching Sara’s face. She looked awe struck as his cock jerked and twitched in her hot hands. She had brought him to a near boil, and she was practically begging for his cum.

Sara heard Eric grunt, and as her hands shot up the length of his shaft a torrent of cum spewed from the end of his cock and leaped at least six feet in the air. “Oh fuck, yeah,” she squealed as the hot cream continued to fountain from the purple, swollen head of his cock. The milky cream rained down on her arms, face and soaked her lab coat.

Eric grunted as his body heaved the cum from his loins in mind shattering blasts. Sara continued to milk the hot cream out of his cock until it had stopped spurting and was merely washing over the head of his dick in diminishing waves. She continued to reverently caress his shaft and cup each of his balls in turn – just one of his eggs filled her palm.

Eric sighed, that had to have been the best orgasm of his life. His cock gave a shudder and he suddenly realized that as great as he felt, he didn’t feel empty or finished. His cock was as hard as ever, and he was still horny.