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At 58 years old Bronson Riddick still maintained an impressive physique, he took light doses of steroids to maintain solid 18 inch biceps with all his other muscles well larger than average. He was bald so he kept his head smoothly shaved at all times. Most of his upper body was heavily tattooed especially his arms which were inked from his shoulders all the way down to his wrist; over the years his tattoos had faded somewhat and few people bother to ask him what the artwork was or what it represented, but it made him look intimidating.
Needless to say, he was a cold man. He had fallen into the criminal lifestyle at a young age and did five years in prison in his twenties for assault, uttering threats and drug trafficking. He had never expected to live as long as he had. It was during his time in prison that he made the right connections with the wrong people and upon his release begin building one of the strongest and most feared gangs in the cocaine trade.
Now in his late fifties he sat at the very top of his empire living a life reserved for a movie star. He owned countless sports cars and his proudest possession was a massive sprawling yacht fit for a James Bond villain, it was worth $300 million. It boasted three different levels including a massive banquet hall, a swimming pool on the back deck and even a helicopter landing pad should he ever feel the need to own one. He had no children and never married.
He lived a life like that of Hugh Hefner, he was surrounded with attractive bimbos in bikinis 24/7, that’s how he liked his women. He didn’t care for intelligence in any of his girlfriends and being rich he had an endless supply of young attractive women lining up to be at his side. That’s what he loved about his life more than anything. With wealth and power come free blowjobs. And nobody loved getting head more than Bronson Riddick, istanbul travesti he always kept several bimbos on his boat at all times for that very purpose. He didn’t give a damn about a females pleasure, in bed he was purely selfish and was only a taker; never a giver.
Riddick was lying naked on his back on his big queen size bed with the afternoon sun shining in through the porthole windows in his bedroom cabin, his favourite room on the yacht. He was lightly buzzed from a couple glasses of wine and was gently stroking his hard cock which was now fully erect. His dick was an impressive circumcised 7 inches and at the age of 58 it still worked perfectly.
“MANDY, GET IN HERE!!” he called out through the open bedroom door
A young bleach blonde bimbo came in wearing a skimpy blue bikini barely containing her big fake tits; her body was perfectly tanned from spending her afternoons lying on the deck of Riddicks yacht. These are the kind of women Riddick liked. He detested intelligence in a female, as an old school sexist he saw women as nothing more than sex objects to pleasure him. He looked at his hard dick between his legs and motioned for Mandy to come up on the bed. The implication was obvious, he wanted a blow job too completion.
“You give me a blow job that’ll keep my eyes crossed for a week and I’ll give you that bag of cocaine you see sitting there on the dressing table” his voice cold.
“Mmmmm baby. I’d love to”
She didn’t mean it. She didn’t like Riddick and didn’t really enjoy giving men blowjobs but she wanted the cocaine and the lifestyle that went with it. Riddick knew that and didn’t care.
Riddick put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes as she brought her mouth down onto the head of his rigid dick, the sensation of her warm mouth was exquisite. For a woman that didn’t enjoy giving men head travesti istanbul Mandy was particularly talented at it. She knew where all those wonderful nerve endings were on a man’s body and knew how to use just the right amount of pressure to drive a man wild. Riddick loved the way she gently tickled his nutsack as she swirled her tongue around the head of his dick. She liked to alternate between a soft sucking motion and a gentle teasing hand job slowly and steadily building Riddick to an orgasm. She never rushed
” Just like that babe” he said as he closed his eyes and his body relaxed.
Mandy had big fat injected lips and they looked absolutely erotic slowly sliding up and down the shaft of Bronson’s dick as he felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm. After 20 minutes of Brandys relentless action on his throbbing member he felt that familiar pre-orgasmic feeling that starts to build at the base of a guys shaft, his balls were getting tight against his body which is a sure sign a man’s orgasm is not far away, he felt himself starting to lose control.
This was his favourite part of a blow job, that moment when you realize that pretty little girl you have between your legs is now in complete control and the urge to cum is something you no longer can hold off. You are rapidly approaching the point of no return where an orgasm is inevitable.
That feeling is what Bronson loved about cumming more than anything, the complete loss of power to another human being. It’s a feeling of powerlessness that he didn’t experience in any other aspect of his life except for that 20 seconds of an orgasm where he had to completely surrender to the realities of biology as an orgasm over took him and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Mandy sensed that Riddick was about to cum, his breathing was getting slightly faster and his istanbul travestileri hips were slowly starting to raise off the bed.
” Are you gonna cum for me baby?” She asked with her empty headed little bimbo voice.
“Fuck yeah!!!”
Mandy knew that Riddick’s favourite way to be finished and brought over the edge was with a hand job, he loved seeing his jizz squirt all over his stomach and all over Mandy’s hand at his balls released their load. So, with her right hand firmly wrapped around his thick dick she started stroking harder and faster until Riddick’s cock erupted.
As Riddick went into orgasm she heard him groan loudly as she felt the small familiar contractions that can be felt in a guys cock right before he starts ejaculating. Mandy loved that. She loved holding Riddicks pistoning dick in her hand as the powerful contractions kicked in and his hot load exploded all over his stomach, first two big ropes and then as the orgasm subsided a few final dribbles that come down the back of his shaft and across her fingers. She loved that warm feeling of cum and that wonderful feeling of accomplishment when you’ve just jacked a guy off with enough talent to make him explode.
As his orgasm began to subside Mandy began gently slowing down her strokes knowing that the head of his cock would be super sensitive post orgasm. She stroked it gently and brought her lips down onto the head of his dick and gave it a sweet kiss, the smell of his jizz was strong as his stomach was covered in his own cum. It was the first orgasm Riddick had had in several days so it was a large load.
Mandy loved to see the results of her handiwork displayed all over a man’s stomach, so she never cleaned it up; and Riddick didn’t mind. She loved to leave the results of a man’s orgasm all over his abs glistening in the light.
After a few minutes Riddick’s cock began rapidly softening and the two of them lay next to each other on the bed. He had the glory smile on his face.
” That felt amazing baby. Thank you” he said but didn’t put a hand on her.
” Am I your favourite baby?” She asked.
“Yeah sure…”
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