Mmmmm). Fuck knows what the neighbours make of this and who cares? I know you certainly don't! Right now you are in the zone, with your orgasm overtaking every nerve ending and extremity. I keep licking as your lovely body continues to tremble and big shake. Eventually you start to come down and you ask me to stop. You stroke my hair and as I lift my head you laugh and tell me I had better clean my face, as I am coated with your juices. As I leave to go to the bathroom, you say to tits me: "When you come back, you will find a surprise waiting for you...". I wonder to myself what that might be as I clean up. Chicken, chips and Coke perhaps? Nah, I can have that anytime. TWO of you? That would be great! Might be a tad hard for you to arrange. Given the mystery, I waste no time in getting cleaned up. I make my way back, and I see exactly what you mean. You are lying on your back with your head over the edge of the bed, facing me. You say to me in an upside down type of voice: "We did this once not too long ago. I am sure you remember, because I seem to recall that you quite liked it. I thought you would like it again." Because you know me well enough, you don't wait for a response, you simply start playing with your tits huge tits with both hands as you rest your head backwards and open your mouth. How could any man resist such an invitation? As you see my erect dick approaching you (from an unusual angle) and my big balls getting closer to your eyes, you say: "I can take you nice and deep this way" and you stick your tongue out. Oh, wow... I resist the overwhelming temptation to enter you straight away, and I hover my balls over you and you reach your tongue up and and start to lick my balls. Oh man, that feels so good. Your hands have grabbed my cock and you are stroking me as you lap at my balls and occasionally reach up for a lick right along my entire length. I wouldn't have thought it was possible to feel any harder but what you are doing is making me feel exactly that way. Because you are such a good judge of its character, you simply say to me "Now". I require no further invitation. I look down and your mouth is wide open and your head is resting back with your eyes closed. I lingerie know your eyes are closed for two reasons. Firstly, you are intent on experiencing this as it happens, asian with no other visual input - you are shutting off your primary sense, if only for the start. Secondly, and more importantly, you trust me and know I will start gently. That trust has always been a big thing and I know that it helps you to enjoy what is happening. Your mouth looks so inviting as I hold my cock to align myself with you and then I rub the head against your lips so you know I am about to enter. You give the head a quick kiss (mmmm) and then re-open as if to say "Why are you waiting?". I'm not waiting any longer - I don't think I can... I push myself inside you and feel that familiar warmth of your mouth. What is not familiar, though, is feeling your tongue on the top of my dick. Tell me everything and leave nothing out.” It didn't take long and we had a nice fort made. June simply pulled the huge tits knickers aside to reveal a little trimmed patch tits of black hair and the slit beneath it. "It's your fight, if you are dumb enough," he seemed to say. “Alright, alright, but I’m right about the other part, right?” Her cheeks reddened further, until they almost matched the shade of my hair. I told her to ask Allison tomorrow about it, her and Derrick both saw it happen. "Wait here," she said, reluctantly pulling her head off the policeman's cock. She quivered there for a moment, impaled on the dick sculpted like mine. Good it was all starting to fall into place. “I don’t know, do you have a big suggestion?” She asked me back. When she initially realized that Michael was nothing more than a devious pervert, her mind had immediately went to Roger. Taking my dick out and sucking when her mother is doing chores outside. She could only manage to rise up a few inches and drop back down on her brother's cock. “What in the fuck?” she spat. “We will discuss your punishment later, young lady,” he growled. On the tablet's screen, you could see Mrs. Armstrong, recorded lingerie by the hidden camera in my purse I'd set up on Clint's orders, asian feasting on my mother's and my pussy. "I want to make another one but a bit more daring this time." So I walked to the corner were Kathleen was still cowering with her arms shackled behind her back.