He picked me up and set me on the table. He sucked my cock, tea-bagged my balls and then licked my ass with his thick wide tongue. Fuck I was in hea...en! I laid down on the table and he pushed his middle finger in my ass and started to finger fuck me. He pressed harder, now two fingers in and found my prostate. I had reached the second plateau in heaven and he continued to massage my prostate until I was bucking up and down on the table. His ten pounder was at full mast and he teased my hole. It’s the size difference that I find thrilling. If it was possible, I would have shrunk myself, so everybody else looked like giants to me."Quickly she jumped of the couch and started to undress herself. Soon she stood in front of him completely naked.She was so pretty, light brown skin, flat stomach, the tits look actually big on her tiny frame, and a little bit of hips. She was almost clean shaven, only a small strip of hair. She turned around, showing of for him. Her ass was the most perfect. ” I stood there stunned for a moment when he told me everything was fine with my wife but she had mentioned not being on the pill. He said he felt embarrassed about asking me but my wife was a stunner and it was just fine if he fucked my wife.I went over to the drawer and got him a couple and handed them over to Mr. Sultanali. My hand was shaking as he grabbed them from me. He told me thanks and told me I was a life saver. As he hurried himself away from the door he looked back and said he. "Steady strokes are my response, I can see the flush building on her throat down into her shirt. Her head rolled back resting against the bookshelf. I watched her build to a quick orgasm. As she peaked a stifled, "Ah" squeaked from her throat. She grimaced to stifle further cries. Continuing to pump her past her quaking orgasm I build the way into my own. Breathing deeply, quietly, through open lips we pant. The sloppy sound of sexes joining and our bodies thudding fills the tiny space.My.