What’s the best place for a cock-juice junkie than a sperm bank?! It’s like a vampire volunteering at a blood bank. So, I decided to volunteer there, which was a little difficult since they didn’t really want my help. But, I persuaded them by telling them that my sister is wanting to use them and I want to see what happens there in order to educate myself. They gave me the lame job of re-stacking magazines in the bathrooms. “Those perverts are always stealing them,” one of the employees said.
So, I re-stocked a few before asking for some gloves. The girls laughed, “Yeah. They don’t always make the cup.” I continued on, a little sad that I hadn’t seen the first guy yet. But, around lunch time, they started filing in. I was looking at one particular good-looking tall guy and when I passed through the waiting room, I was disappointed to see that he had already left. Not paying attention, I walked into an “occupied” bathroom. And there he was! He had his cock in his hand and was in mid-stroke. I shut the door quietly and locked it (something that he had apparently forgotten to do). “Want a magazine?” I asked breathlessly. He told me that he didn’t need one and that he was thinking about me.
My heart beat wildly as I knelt down and began sucking his balls, licking his anus. He grabbed onto my hair as he shot his delicious cum into the cup, some of it spraying my face. I licked my lips and the corners of my mouth, swallowing his delicious cum. I grabbed his ass cheeks and stood up while he thanked me for my help. He slid his business card in my hand and smiled. “If you ever want to come work for me, just give me a call,” he said and winked before leaving the bathroom. Hell, for him, I’d work for free!
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