She slurped the big prick out of her mouth and ran her lips down the bottom ridge of his cock, sucking on it like a flute player. Shorty was groaning....His hands reached up and took hold of her head, holding it still. Betty wrenched her head free and continued on down the mighty cock.She felt the dark, curly hairs tickle her nose as she sucked one of his egg-shaped balls into her mouth. She didn't know how it would feel to him, but they looked so delicious bobbing there by his dark asscheeks.. M. He stretched both arms down to the ground, and put his jaw back into place, before stammering aloud, ‘That can’t be! That’s impossible!’ This was almost to much for him as he sat, or practically fell plopping down into his chair. He absently unwrapped one of the sandwiches, and began chomping it down, as his mind tried to take in, and comprehend, all of the events that had happened to him today. It was all almost unthinkable to him, and if it wasn’t really happening to him now, then he was. “My husband told me you were an anomaly,” she said with her back turned still; picking up a bottle of sparkling wine from inside the fridge, then collecting two wine glasses before heading back towards Blake.“How so?” he asked while his eyes shifted from her face, cleavage then away to the distance.“For a guy this well built and good looking, you’re so nervous and lacking confidence,” she said with a husky, yet refined voice. She poured two glasses of wine before offering one to Blake. He took. He reached out for my dick and complemented me on my size—my eight inch dick frequently gets admired. Bending down, he took me into his mouth as I unbuckled my jeans and pushed them down to my knees. He played with my balls gently as he sucked for a while before standing back up. I could see that he was actually shaking with excitement from our al fresco, mutual blow jobs. I returned to his dick and went back to work on it. This time I undid the button on his jeans as I was blowing him in order.