Squirting it this time up and down my legs, she let the last squirt of oil hit my ball sack coating it in warm oil. My dick was already hard but now i... was straining under my body. I could feel the oil running down my ball sack it was amazing. Her hands started at my calves and worked higher on my body until she was rubbing my thighs. Her fingers swirled about making brief contact with my balls. She then worked up to my ass cheeks; her fingers firmly rubbed the large muscles. Her finger slipped. Dean, please can we stop, Im tired and its cold, said the voice desperately. In a second, replied a hoarser, more tensed sounding voice, we need to put as much distance between us and the snatchers as we can. Dean Thomas? Angelina Johnson? thought Harry as he heard the two bodies bumble through the bushes. Harry quickly began to remove some of the charms that protected him and Hermione as Dean and Angelina approached. Dean! Angelina! Over here! cried Harry as the two stopped in their tracks. The tip of my tongue stretches out and licks the cleft between your balls. You groan and grab my head. I'm slurping and swallowing. My hand mirroring the movement. It's so good. So tight. You're feeling every stroke. So wet. I go all the way down and start licking your balls. I take each one in my mouth licking and sucking. My hand is pumping you and bringing you close to cumming. I lick my finger and start circling your hole. Soft but firm pressure. You're not used to the sensation so you. It was amazing watching her stroke his huge cock. Then when he's fucking her on the bathroom counter, and there's the close-up of his big cock sliding in and out I lost it. I shot like I don't ever remember shooting to this day. After that day I started looking at my mom in a whole new way. At the time she was around 50. She's petite, about 5'3", around 110lbs, great ass and nice tits, and brunette with blue eyes. She easily passed for 40. I'm 5'9", 165lbs, 71/2 inch cock with a stocky build. I.