In the end, I do not know how long I kept climaxing from the best (or the worst) oral experience I had received. Nudge kept going for a while until he got interested in the soaked fabric under me. I knew that it was not the last I'd heard from Nudge, but I welcomed the moment of peace of mind. Well, at least some level of peace. After all, I still had a rod lodged in my mouth. But not for long. Now that I was not spasming on top of the engine, I noticed how much Black's monster cock had shrunk during his bestial orgasm. He kept tugging the engorged ball behind my teeth and it started to feel that it might be coming loose. The ball, not the teeth. Obviously.