The next day was my Wednesday long lunch. I had to at least find out. I felt like if I made a complete ass of myself at least Mr. G was not likely to say anything about this to anyone else. I hardly ate any lunch. I knew I was either going to make a damn fool out of myself or something. I left the lunch hall early. The hallways were empty as I made my way to the utility room were Mr. G always hung out. He would likely be eating his lunch about now. Sure enough, he was there just finishing a sandwich. He heard me coming and a warm smile came across his face as I entered the small room. I didn’t even have a plan or script or anything. In fact I hadn’t even thought of an excuse to even be there. I just hadn’t thought this through at all. I sorta nervously stood looking around. The small room was cluttered with cleaning supplies. Two large tanks lined one wall. Mr. G had a small busted up little couch sitting against the wall by the door. I guess he need. David’s cock was right in front of Crissy’s face. He pulled her head toward him, slid between her lips. She could taste her own shit. He pushed it in as far as he’d been before, then pulled back, did that a couple more times. Then he let it slide a little farther back in Crissy’s mouth, groaned as he felt it wedge between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. A couple more strokes like that. Then he pushed harder, holding Crissy’s head, shoving as far back into her mouth as he could. He could feel her nose brush against his pubic hair, his balls slapped against her chin. Shit, he had his cock all the way in her mouth. The head pushed back into her throat. Fuck that was so tight! Crissy gagged and her throat closed over the head of his cock. Dave’s balls throbbed. Dave pulled back and Crissy coughed, choked, trying to get her breath. He drove back into her throat. She gagged again, he body jerked. This was better than anything Dave could remember, because Crissy’s throat was smaller.
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