I rub it over my closed lips. Just one taste?It can't hurt, can it?My tongue slides under the head, I can feel the contours of the bottom of its mushr...oom head.I explore the sides, the top and back to bottom, i love the feel of its ridges where it meets the shaft.My tongue explores the shaft from head to base, he is hairless, i like it.But, why not take it in my mouth, let's see if I can take it all... i like a challenge right?I can pull it out of me if he is getting close to cumming, That would. He entered the darkened room and quickly moved about turning up the flames on the gas lamps until the room was bright as day. When he was satisfied with his banishment of the darkness, he allowed himself to collapse on the piano bench. Leaning forward, he placed his crossed arms atop the keyboard and heedless of the cacophony, rested his troubled head on his arms. He closed his eyes and imagined his mother sitting next to him. Her lovely face with its pale aristocratic features turned towards. ‘Come on over here, Jeannie,’ Joe said. She pushed her lips out in a pouty way at moving away from Dave’s face, pulled her wet, thin bikini back over her mound and moved over to Joe, sitting down on his offered leg. ‘Dave, I want to let you in on a secret,’ Joe said, as he pushed Jeannie’s legs apart and started working her pussy through her suit. She moaned softly, grinding her big ass against Joe’s leg, trying to masturbate her self while Joe kneaded her swollen lips and clit. ‘Jeannie is. " She took her glasses off and wiped them off on the bedsheets."I forgive you. But look at my ears. Are they bleeding? You nearly tore them off. It feels like the Incredible Hulk had a headlock on me. You are one kick-ass lady! Will you marry me?" I think adoption would be more appropriate," she said dryly.They collapsed side by side on the bed. "Oh, wow," he said, "The earth moved. The fucking stars fell on Fantasy Fest. The tide came in with a rush. And my ears still hurt." It was good for me.