"Suck my balls." he said, and I ran my tongue over them , licking them and ran my tongue up under the sack where they met his body, licking that especially sensitive spot.
I sucked one big ball into my mouth, then the other, then both of them at once.
He had a smooth, firm melon shaped butt and even though I hadn't glimpsed his cock yet, I was impressed by the big sack of balls that I could see from behind swinging between his legs We finally got to the bedroom and he climbed onto the bed, leant against the headboard and pulled away the towel. His cock was long enough that in its soft state, it hung down from his crotch over his balls and a couple of inches rested on the bed between his legs.
I went into that special cocksucker zone of consciousness where the only thing you're aware of is the big dick you're sucking on. He turned me around so that my head was toward his feet, then stuffed several pillows under my shoulders so that my head was flung back.
He'd grab my head and press down to bury full length in my throat or he'd hold my head up so that he could fuck a few inches at a time into my mouth and I must have worked on his cock for a good 20 minutes before he said, "I can't cum. I keep getting close but I can't shoot." I pulled his dick out of my mouth and asked, "Is there another way you like? He got on his knees over me and fed his cock into my open mouth, then leaned forward over me and started to fuck my throat.
"That's a big dick," I said and he laughed and picked it up and flopped it around a few times, then said, "I told you it was large. I stripped out of my clothes and crawled up between his legs. "No, it's your name." I looked at him and he grasped his cock and turned it sideways.
I started to suck on his soft cock and noticed blue markings on one side. Badly tattooed in blue ink were the words "your name" running up the shaft. Say I go into a bar, I tell somebody 'I bet I've got your name tattooed on my dick'.
I noticed that he was using a cane and he told me that he'd been in a motorcycle accident and was still recovering and showed me the long scars that ran down both legs.
I replied that as long as his cock still worked and he was ready to feed it to me, we'd do fine, so he said we needed to go upstairs to the bedroom where he could spread out.Her interests led her to the Arctic College where she took Inuit studies.She has travelled Greenland, Europe and Canada performing modern drum dance, traditional singing, and displaying sealskin fashions.At age eighteen, she returned home to Greenland, and in 1981, moved to Iqaluit, where she has taken up residence ever since.Here, Aaju picked up English and Inuktitut, which has helped her succeed in her work as an interpreter, and she has done volunteer work with various women's and interpretation organizations.I managed to open my throat and take his full length and was rewarded with the dual pleasure of his big ball sac banging against my face and the sight of his tight puckered ass hole inches above my eyes.