He would lay on his side with the cock already hardened and sticking out the slit of his boxers. I would sneak into the bedroom and crawl beneath the covers from the foot of the bed scootching up until I faced his big flexing cock "thing"-like it was waving,"hello what took you so long?". The hardness of it as I wrapped my little hand around it always sent shock waves of pleasure through me down to my little pussy. I'd start hunching against his legs like a response to the penis waving in my face. I don't remember how I knew but I automatically licked the pre-cum puddled in the plum of his cock head. I'd hear his moan and knew I was pleasing him so I licked, kissed and gulped as much of him into mouth as I could swallow. I sucked as hard and fast as I could, encouraged and loving how his hand palmed and caressed the back of my head. Precum coated my throat. My pussy would pulsate the more I knew I was pleasing him. His cock seem to reach impossibly deep down my throat and I would sip deeply at the stream of precum sucking fast until he couldn't help but let it flow and fountain out into my mouth. He'd sluice his fingers between my bottom to slow me down and then feeling the wetness, would end up rubbing and buttering my clit which made me go even more. That's when he could tell I absolutely needed him to stir up that shuddering feeling that made me seem to pee his fingers, and then he'd make my little pussy juice and cum over and over. His stream and my cream, flowing thicker and faster until I was choking and gasping through the spray of ejaculate trying to catch every drop of it-suck seeding-to please him all the more. I would latch onto him tightly so as to drain him for all the good cum-his and mine-and we came together every time shuddering, with our hearts throbbing fast with privates that would swell for more cum in the future. Every time, I'd lick off any evidence of what we just made happen and back out from beneath the covers to the foot of the bed and sneak out the same way again.