I suck his cock and I didn’t use to do that, either.“No, we don’t do anal. It’s not that I’m a prude. It’s just that ... well, Ned used me... that way a lot and it brings me flashbacks. Very unpleasant, painful memories, if you catch my drift. We’re both very faithful to each other and all that jazz. No deals, not even the kind that Benny, Jenny, and company have. I do swallow, too, something that I never did in the past. So, anything else that you want to know?” Bobbie explained a bit more than. It was about the same length but nearly twice as fat. He stood behind my head and squirted the screen over my belly, up in between my boobs and down as far as my smooth pussy."You would enjoy this more if you relaxed a little, he said, "Come on, loosen up. Spread your knees a little, that's better. Now just relax."He started rubbing the goo into my belly spreading it from side to side. He leaned over me as he did so and his enormous cock lay against my cheek. As he worked his cock rubbed. All of this went through my mind as I watched Jill, bags now finally packed, pucker her red shiny lips one last time and check-in her dressing mirror that she was happy for her appearance. Chris would be picking her up in a few minutes and I could tell she was trying to mask her excitement.Looking at Jill, I could see her barely masked excitement. For me, my feelings were more mixed and confused. Certainly excited and aroused at the game we were playing. This initial germ of excitement at. "What kind of music do you like?" "Most rock, jazz, reggae, some classical except German Heroic Opera," I continued. "I HATE fat ladies singing. For the most part I don't like country western and rap. I also like folk songs and folk dancing. In general, the music has to be good quality." Folk dancing?" he asked. "That seems interesting." Israeli or international?" I asked"Don't know haven't tried it much," he told me."It would be fun to teach you," I said happily. "Maybe we'll go to a session.