A little repulsive to me actually but what took my interest was the huge ball sac hanging down between his legs. Each ball was clearly defined with th... left one hanging low and the right slightly higher. They looked to be larger than a golf ball but slightly smaller than a tennis ball.Toni noticed it too.“Those balls of his must be big enough to fill a cup when he cums.”I couldn’t help it, I laughed. I saw Julie lift her head and she whispered something to George. George kept licking. I wish he. He worked enough to pay his rent, but not enough it seemed to keep his child support current."Sarah, you cannot depend on that piece of shit you were married to," My Uncle John had said after the very first divorce hearing. "You need to talk to your daddy, it's time to make peace. Let him say I told you so, then let him be, daddy again." Uncle John you know he hasn't spoken to me since I married Eddie; and that has been 12 years," I said."That isn't true at all," Uncle John said,"Uncle John,. He started licking my thighs. Slowly slowly he reached my mound. He removed my wet panty and started licking my swollen cunt. He was good at it. Probably an expert . His tongue was wonderful at reaching my most intimate areas of pussy, which had remained inaccessible to the outside world. And I soon reached another orgasm with heavy shaking of my body. But the guy was not done. He slowly put his hard cock into my pussy, and it entered like a knife slicing butter. In a second he was entirely. Five minutes later, we were airborne and turning west. “Well, this sure beats hell out of my one-fifty,” I commented dryly.“You may want to reserve judgment until you see the fuel bill,” Hollis quipped.I sat back in the real leather seat and looked out the window as we climbed toward cruising altitude. Of all the ranches to land on, I certainly picked a good one, I reflected. “A girl could get used to this,” I told Hollis with a crooked smile.He smiled back. “I suppose so. I don’t take trips.