Two times he woke up and felt her warm soft body lying next to him bringing thoughts of the night before. "It's about time you woke up, sleepy head," ...Jenny said. She was standing in the door of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head but naked other wise. "Sleepy Head? During the week I get up at 1 AM when I'm on the flight roster," Rusty said as he looked at her lovely nakedness. She had a slight tan except for on her large, firm breasts and her ass that showed her creamy white skin. If working in the sperm bank has taught me anything, it's that you absolutely cannot tell what size a man's cock and balls are from his face. I've seen the most beautiful balls on the very ugliest men. Real trolls who you'd just as soon avoid than look at, but when they dropped their pants ... Yikes! Big plum shaped balls hanging low in a smooth beautiful sack of wrinkled velvet! I worshipped those balls!And here was a beautiful man and I saw his balls, just a tight round sack, and no. We’d never gone farther than a small kiss on the lips, and that was enough to nearly drive me insane. I could feel myself getting wet, and I carefully picked her up. Not breaking our kissing, I sat down on the couch, with her on top of me. She didn’t protest. Her tongue traced the outside of my bottom lip, and she pressed down against me. I was getting wetter every second, and feeling her tits pressing into mine wasn’t exactly improving my self-control. I knew she could feel my nipples. Despite her protestations in the past to the contrary she IS a sadist. ‘I’ll be back in a mo… don’t go away.’ She cheerily informs me before walking out of the lounge. I remove all my clothes in compliance with her instructions and await with mounting tension her return… The door to the lounge swings open and a few seconds later I feel a chill breeze over my unclad body – I shiver but only partly due to the brief draft of cool air. She is clutching a bamboo garden cane in her hand. ‘This will.