There was Judge Cooke with his pants down, He had his back to me and I could see his naked butt very clearly. He had his legs spread slightly and I co...uld see his balls hanging down. Despite my young age, I immediately wanted to touch them. Later in my life I must admit that I love a mans balls. I love the look of them hanging. It excites me to watch them draw up when a man is about to shoot his load. I love to feel them in the palm of my hand and I absolutely adore sucking them! As I feel a. ‘That was how he fucked me,’ she said, breathless from my tonguing, ‘bent over. With his hands gripping my hips I couldn’t stop him spurting inside me, though he did it shallowly. Afterwards, the other boys made me face them, straddling the toilet bowl, to watch cum leaking out of my pussy… They made me feel totally humiliated, like I was nothing more than a farm animal they were servicing like bulls…’ My tongue probed deeper. Martine thrust towards it with a whimper. I withdrew, denying her,. I couldn't believe I was even accompanying such a strange person. She was the exact opposite of me. I was a natural prude or maybe better described as very shy and introverted, and here I was befriending a loud, extroverted, exhibitionistic sex maniac.The truth was that I was feeling way too frustrated sexually; probably the events of the morning were not assisting me. I just wanted to creep deep into my shell, find a very private little toilet cubicle and, as I always do in the way I like, to. “Don’t you dare come until I say,” I order. I undo her restraints and throw her beautiful body on the bed. Her eyes are pleading with me to let her climax but I’m not giving in. I bind her arms and legs to the bed and knelt next to her head. “Open your mouth.” I slide my hard cock into her welcoming mouth. I never fail to be surprised and just how perfect her lips and tongue feel around me. I slide down her body with my lips squeezing and pinching her breasts at the same time. Then I find.