Your eyes are cast upwards, and we stare into one another’s eyes. The physical sensation and associated emotion are so intense! My toes curl involun...tarily in response. You lick your lips and start to ascend to the wetted top of my veined shaft. Your hand grasps the base of my cock and begins to stroke the shaft in time with your tongue’s ascent. Suddenly, your tongue has stopped because your mouth opens. A slight pause, though, and you look up again, your eyes shining in the moonlight. ‘I. I enjoyed his anticipation as my mouth went everywhere around his balls, yet never touched them, not with my hands nor my mouth. I could hear his breath catching as I would get close to his balls yet move away before contact. Only my hot breath would be felt on his twitching balls themselves. I would then motion for him to stand in front facing the end of the bed and I would then sit on the edge of the bed facing him. I would open his legs wider for me and reach out for his balls hanging. As Randy and Barbara entered Barbara looked around. Even at midnight the place was crowded, there had to be thirty people in the smoke filled hall. Some were seated at the bar, some at tables and some playing pool. There were a couple young black girls apparently with their boyfriends sitting at a table, a couple young unshaven scruffy looking white men at the bar and the rest were middle aged black men spread throughout the room, all of them were eyeing up her delectable body. Everyone of them. I leaned over and starting kissing her, and her mouth opened and willingly took in my tongue. My hand moved slowly over her stomach, in circles, not going too low nor too high—she put her hand on the arm that was holding me up and squeezed it—and we kissed some more. My hand moved up to her neck and I started stroking her neck and playing with her hair—we stopped kissing and I reached over and rearranged her long silken hair so two wisps of it were covering her nipples while the rest of it.