When he enters, I start pissing. I do not pull back my foreskin. I piss through my foreskin. He stands on my right, unzips and pulls out his cock. He ...olds it in his right hand so I have an unobstructed view. He's about 3.5" soft, cut, with a big knob. He has a full view of my cock as I am holding it in my left hand. I retract my foreskin, exposing my wet shiny glans. I have finished pissing so I shake it a few times and pull my foreskin back over my knob. I tug on the skin and stretch it out. The eldest of six children, Melina was required to stay home and finish her chores before joining the family in the town square, where an impromptu festival of sorts was taking place.At 16 years old she was considered ripe for marriage, and with her lush curves, soft golden brown curls and sparkling brown eyes, there were many lads vying for her hand, including the lord's own son. It would be a considerable raise in rank for her, the poor daughter of a peasant, to marry the only son of the. My eyes stay locked on yours, a Cheshire smirk on my lips, because I simply love this control I have over you. When finally I get to your awaiting prick, I give the tip soft licks. You're completely still, watching me, waiting for my next move. It feels as though we're two animals out in the wild, about to attack one another, but I have the upper-hand. Taking your head into my mouth, I begin to suckle on it, almost like I'm nursing on you, tasting your body wash and excitement fused together.. In my boxer, my shaft feels constricted, and hot. The tip of my glans appears (I'm cut). You put your mouth on it, sucking on it, twirling around my dick head with your tongue."You leaked Ian, and you still are. Eating my pussy excited you so much ?" This, and your mouth dear. I've been dreaming of this for so long" Then my blowjob will haunt your dreams forever".You're smiling, easing my erect cock out of the boxer. You rub my pole, making yourself familiar with its width, its length, its hot.