When I cradled his balls in my hand, Kevin cautioned me to be careful. I was infatuated with his cock and balls. I had seen him and even touched him, ...ut I had never studied him like I was doing. Remembering the many times Sandy told me about giving Paul blowjobs, I leaned over and kissed his cock.The moan from Kevin was all I need to let me know he liked what I did. I kissed him again and then opened my mouth. My tongue moved against the head, testing the velvety texture. I clamped my lips. Can't reach ya clit!" Not wanting to give in when she was this close,, she pushed her arse back, dipped her back and opened and stretched her jaw in readiness of the impending sex act. A finger was now running up the length of her wet slit, and then, when she felt a long finger nail on her clit she nearly had the most unwelcome orgasm of her life. It just never occurred to Lesley,,that the old coffin dodger might make her cum....it just wasn't part of the script. Big Al, took her by the hair,. Still kissing me, he laid me on the bed. His hand began caressing my breasts. G told me I had beautiful tits. I thought he was just saying that but as he took my nipple in his mouth and made it engorged, I did feel beautiful and sexy. As his fingers sought my wetness, I felt his thumb enter my rectum. I almost panicked. Nobody had ever done that to me. I had to fight the urge to tell him” no” but then I finally realized it felt soooooo good. As fingers fucked front and back, I thought this. The vessel was several miles back, so details were scant. John could just make out the white dragon’s-head bowsprit, below sails bulging with a full tailwind.It was the elements around the vessel that caught John’s attention. A continuous wave, a hundred yards wide, and taller than the poop deck lifted and carried the stern forward at high speed. Now ships are not surfboards, so that shouldn’t have been possible. But given the way the crest whitewater ‘glowed’ with the same blue-green flavor as.