It became one made of many swords. Tommy’s spear and the eye he was holding, disappeared and his hand was replaced by a golden one. Still, his cock ...ragged my attention back to it.My eyes followed it as it hung between his legs, over the edge of the chair, as thick as my upper arm. As it continued down and I got closer, I could see that it looked to have been tattooed. There were black and gold bands, with a criss-cross of lines making it look like scales. I knelt before him as my body. Shawna had been frantic, again, lips and fingers flying back and forth, grabbing, groping, and fighting them all towards a climax.Marcus had been more restrained, slower and gentler, showing his love more than his lust, though at the end he'd let that lust come through with Shawna.And that had been the end of it, she realised, which was where the problem lay. She'd always thought she'd wanted someone gentle who'd show how much he loved her, and now that she had it something was missing.Finally,. She took a seat and began to eat her eggs which I just came into a few minutes ago. I stood there like an idiot as she ate the eggs. My mother looked at my semi-hard cock that had some moisture on the tip, and told me to hold still as she cleaned off my cock. She grasped my cock in one hand and took a wet napkin to wash it. She kept squeezing the tip to clean the head of my dick. Mom could not believe how wet it was, and when she was done she kissed the tip of the dick, and patted me on the. Antwan lay completely on top of my wife, grinding into her. My wife kept kissing and hugging him, holding him with her sexy white legs holding his black body securely. My wife mostly groaned and moaned as Antwan fucked her. During part of it my wife hands ran along Antwan's arms till they reached his hands and then I recorded their hands holding as they fucked. Antwan was a good lover to my wife, fucking hard but with tenderness. He would look into my wife's eyes and show her his passion for.