The exquisite sensation of her mouth surrounding my nuts while her tongue worked its way over them almost made me cum right there. Fortunately, this w...s not the first time Amanda had done this to me and I was able to maintain control (unlike that first time when my sister had ended up with my semen in her hair). My sister and I had been lovers long enough that she knew the signs to look for so that she could back off before I came. She continued to suck on my balls, using less tongue this time.. He kept on sucking while fingering me, and I began to push back against him, fucking his mouth. I felt his other hand cup my hairy ball-sack and gently massage my testicles. That felt good; he didn’t squeeze them too hard, like some girls do (I’ve had a couple of blow-jobs ruined by girls who crushed them as if they were bloody stones). He was really sucking on my knob-head, and it felt great. I wanted it to go on, but I could feel my cum starting to bubble up in my balls. I wondered if he was. The room was filled with candle light all around the bed, most within arms reach. Soft relaxing music was playing. First he kissed me slowly removing all of my clothing. Then he got me on to the bed. He laid me flat on the bed taking one of my feet an licking the big toe then sucking it into his mouth and continuing to the rest of my toe swirling around each one making me gasp with moans of surprise and ecstasy. He continued up my foot to my ankle then licking back of my legs. When he started. If I survived this horrible rape camp. I didn't understand something, though. I had known Cathy for years. I don't remember her going away for six weeks. So this must have been filmed before I met her. She seemed perfectly normal now. How could she have gone through what I have been watching and returned to a normal life?!She was divorced, though. Could the events that took place here be the reason for her marriage falling apart?My vision had been turned inward as I pondered that mystery. I was.