<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">It was a damn intensive orgasm, even Carlos had to admit it. Lea seemed to be a natural talent in that. He waited half way through her orgasm before he withdraw his hand, allowing her synapses to fire out. But that didn't mean that he would allow her to recover. He pulled his boxers down and his hard dick sprang to life. He was quickly kneeling next to her head and pulled her head up, poking his dick hard against her lips. She may have refused him, feeling too exhausted to even think of sucking his dick, but he pinched her nipple again and her mouth opened in protest. Just enough for him to slide inside her mouth. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I hope you don't believe we are finished, Lea. We just started..."</span><br/><br/>He moved his hips and after two or three gaging sounds she finally decided to suck him. And damn she was good, he suddenly understood why she didn't have so much sex. Which men could resist those lips and this tongue? Carlos tried to think of the last squad meeting to avoid coming immediately. But even with the memory of the fat commissioner ranting away on his mind, it was really hard not to cum.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, damn, you are...aaaahh!"</span><br/><br/>His hands grabbed her head and he pushed his dick all the way in, seconds before he exploded. The gagging sounds of Lea sounded like music in his ears.</div>