I poured cold IPA over the erupting Volcano to cool it down. It was about to explode. She was shivering, ready to burst into flames as I went south to Fucktown. Licking and sucking at the same time as the beer kept floating inside that perfect honey cave of pure lust. I wasn’t going to waste a single drop.
Fiercely, she grabbed me by the hair, viciously, pulling me in between her burning hot comforting thighs. Tightening her firm grip around my neck with her sexy tattooed legs. Making sure I wasn’t going to slide away. Her breathing was getting out of control, screaming, begging for me to let her implode.
But I wasn’t about to let her off that easy. The scent of hops, honey, and salty flesh. The sweet taste mixing with the bitter and sour flavors – It was my new favorite drink and I was enjoying having the complete, absolute power and control over my soaking wet Beergina.
I got up, standing on my feet aroused. Excited, I admired my work laying in front of me … She was playing herself, tasting herself; enjoying her Beergina.
She sat up, grabbed the IPA, a quarter left, took a big hit as I walked two steps forward. Her mouth was half open, the eyes saying: “Now it’s my turn to have some fun!”
My cock went inside. It was chilling and warm at the same time. Her lips closing down, creating a soft vacuum. Her tongue was tasting, toying with it.
I felt like a bottle of champagne, shaken beyond reason. The cork blowing off by the pressure of pleasure itself. She looked me deep into my eyes. Her hand going up and down, draining it for every little drip of dirty baby juice.
I forced my Joy Pole; A Fucking Thunderstick, deep down her throat, making sure she wasn’t missing out a single drop of her new favorite drink … A Cock ’N Beer