So I decided to pay him back in kind. But I was not as good at deception as he had been. I made several mistakes, we had a terrible row, he hit me, cu...rsed me and left me." You need not," I began."Haven't talked to anyone about it, never. He rode away, angry, waving his arms, fell from his horse when it stumbled, tore its leg apart in fact. He broke his neck, right out there in the lane, died instantly I suppose. We had to shoot the horse, a good animal."I sat back and listened, politely. She. A short while later, Gerald lifted and removed our underpants. In the faint light of the solar lamp still burning, I got a quick glimpse of his bushy crotch. It did not surprise me that he was uncut, a ritual not practiced in our family. Having as many cousins as I did, the boys and uncles had often seen one another naked as we growing up. It did amaze me, nonetheless, that in a family of well-endowed men, Gerald was the star performer.Now fully naked, we once more took up where we had left. I took a seat on the couch and was surprised when she sat right next to me, our legs almost touching. She sipped her coffee and looked over at me awkwardly. "Some of the other girls" she started "my housemates, they often have boys over. I stood at my door once, watching them."She seemed like she wanted to say more. I adjusted myself so that my legs were pointing towards her, my right knee slightly touching her left. "What were they doing?" I asked."They were kissing" she sounded a little. I was sucking the Italian cock; hard, all the way up and down in my mouth and also pumping it a little in my hand, while caressing his balls as well. Very soon I was pretty much slobbering on it, making it very wet. I was truly loving it.Getting slightly frustrated working up and down the tasty shaft and the helmet for a long time, I took the cock out of my mouth and started to work on his balls making him grunt with joy. Slowly, I began to use my tongue again to lick at his slit getting more.