Almost like having two very soft golf balls in my mouth. I'm salivating like crazy now, getting his balls soaked.After a few minutes, and several moan...s from both of us, I take his balls out of my mouth. His cockhead is glistening again with pre-cum, and I can't resist the temptation. Taking my hand off his cock, and letting it stand straight up on its own, I lower my mouth over that meat once again. Rubbing just the cockhead between my lips, in and out, I lap up the pre-cum with my tongue. This. “Maybe,” I admitted.“Tell me you don’t want ice...” he smiled. I raised an eyebrow. “The whole point of whisky, to my mind, is the taste. If you chill it with ice it’s a nonsense. You might as well drink cheap vodka. Or moonshine.”I nodded. “I see what you mean. I don’t have any refrigerator in my boat, so I either have a drink no cooler than the water in the bilge, or a hot drink. I suppose I’m used to room-temperature drinks.”“Yes – Dulcie said you live in a boat. Would you like to tell me. " Yeah, I don't remember any of that. But I do remember that you didn't cum inside me." You're right, I didn't, but it's no big deal. I had my fair share throughout the weekend." Did anyone else help you out with that?" Christina asked as her hands made their way between my legs."No. I would never let anyone do that without your consent and your presence. I'm really only interested in being with you and giving you what you need to be happy." Well, you know how I feel about you not getting. Hailey is a stupidly curvy redhead, naturally giant boobs on a petite frame. I’d say I envy her, but she complains about her back a lot, so maybe not. Courtney is your typical skinny, blonde Barbie type and a real ‘free spirit’ if you catch my drift. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them. Or my hands. Or my mouth. It was like all the feelings Chelsea Halbrook brought out in me came rushing back to the surface, making me question my sexual identity.At first I was very conflicted. This was.