She tickled his balls watching as they climbed up tight to his body.Pouring a little more lotion in her hand, she returned to her original up and down... stroke on his cock. As her fingers rode over the sensitive ridge at the head of his cock, she twisted her hand just a little. As she worked his cock, Dale was panting and thrusting upwards with his hip. She understood at that moment what Susan meant by the feeling of power that came over her when giving a handjob. Dale was reduced to a quivering. He pulled it from his lips and admiring his handiwork and her gorgeous cock, licking it up and down and sucking on her heavy balls before slurping it back into his mouth. He bobbed his head on her fat knob and sucked her deep. The heavy ball on his nipple clamps swayed back and forth. The clamps tugged on his nipples, making them hard.“Ahhh,” Sheila sighed, “You certainly know your way around a cock, faggot.” Jamie deep throated her shaft, trying to suck up the sperm from her heavy balls. He. Both had their hands stuffed into big muffs. I couldn't tell whether Mr. Foster was tied in or not, but he was sure noisy and unhappy, full of foul threats and dire predictions. His wife kept trying to hush him. One of our boys was driving with his horse hitched on the back. I put the extra muskets in that buggy, turned loose the watchman who had spent the night in Ned's cell, and out the old rolling road we went, up and down all them pesky hills.Along the way Billy Beckwith left off some men. With one motion he lifted me up and took me into the shower. The steamy water hit our naked bodies and washed the sweat away. I lifted my one leg on top of his forearm. "Give me all of your big black dick, Ben!" I yelled at him. Ben started fucking me as hard as he could. I dug my nails into his back as I was getting closer to another climax. His big, wet, black balls were slapping against my asshole fast and steady. I was screaming so loud I thought the cops would show up at his door! My whole.