You finish sucking Ted until he cums in your mouth. He was ready, fired up from sucking you off first. Then, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, you go answer the door. Ted is still sitting there with his wet cock drooping out, almost touching the sofa cushion.
"Hello," says the hunk at the door. "I am selling magazines with permission of your apartment manager. He said you might be interested in my selection."
He opens a portfolio showing the covers of several men's magazines, men sucking men, men fucking, group scenes, the gamut.
"Come in please," you invite the salesman.
He steps into the room staring at Ted sitting on the couch.
You cup his crotch, and say, "Join us please. We'll look at the magazines later."
He walks into the room and sits by Ted, reaching over, touching, lifting, then stroking his cock.
You sit on the other side of the salesman, unzip his pants, fish out a nice hunk of manhood. "Umnh," you hum. "Love to suck this."
"Do it then," he hisses, bending over, taking Ted's cock in his mouth. He reaches for your pouch, and you take it out for him. |