He’d been over to have Crysta suck his cock five times that week and she was finally working up the nerve to ask what his name was and if he’d be interested in a date - after she swallowed his cum, of course!

“You are one fucking awesome cock-sucker.” He always said the nicest things. “In fact, I wouldn’t mind having you suck my cock under the table while I have dinner. Maybe this Saturday?” he asked.

“Oh my God! He’s asking me? This is a fucking dream come true!” she thought, reveling in the taste and vibration as his cock sprayed her tongue with cum.

When he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she was saying “Yes! Yes, please! Let’s go out on Saturday!” while he was still shaking the last few drops of cum on her smiling face.