Then the tongue slowly worked its way towards my heavy balls and licked deftly at them. I could feel them tighten and without warning, and without any...hand on it, my prick spurted. Quickly the guy licking my balls pulled my prick back between my legs and let the warm sticky sperm drip onto his tongue. “Mmm that was nice, but we hope that’s not the last of your spunk officer”. “No” I mumbled with a large piece of meat thrusting in and out of my mouth. “Good”, the guy went back to his licking and. This came after we decided we should be neighborly and invited him round for drinks and a barbecue, though to be truthful Anne wanted to see his cock up close without branches and grass in the way.Our first meet was auspicious he arrived with flowers and wine and looked very presentable, he proved to have one of those personalities that after a short period of time you felt you had known him for years. The afternoon went well with Ken being attentive to Anne without making it too obvious he was. She was wearing a knee length dress with high heels and matching thong and bra in white.She had had a few drinks but was still aware of her surroundings as she was chatting and flirting with various guys, she felt on top of the world and wanted everyone she came into contact with to know it.She had recently finished a long term relationship and found her way onto a sex personals site and had never had so much fun in her life.She had always had problems with how she felt about her body, not. Fahima moaned out in rapture. She bucked on the bed as her orgasm swept through her. Tangy cream gushed out around my fingers reaming her spasming flesh. My futa-dick throbbed in envy as I ducked down and nuzzled into her folds.I licked and lapped at her cunt. My tongue gathered her wonderful juices. I tasted the feverish heat of her first orgasm. I was so glad I had come to Saudi Arabia, that I had married Talib and Wahida. I would show so many Arab women these delights.I would give them so.