There were some gray hairs growing around his balls but that didn’t stop them from being so pretty. He was holding his cock up out of the way so I ...ould rub my hand over his balls and I could tell he liked that. “Can I lick them Mr. Johnson?” I moved over and gave his balls a lick with my tongue. I wanted to know what they felt like to my tongue. They were rough, hard, yet felt good. He spread his legs a little wider so I could lick all around his g****fruit-sized balls. He was moaning. My eyes went below to watch her firm round buttocks almost 36 and just below it I could see her sexy thighs being exposed by her short skirt. Looking at it I getting a hard on and to add to it without the underwear my dick was freely starting to move.After making the coffee she told me to get up and come to the hall and said she will put on the TV. As I got up with my erect dick being easily noticeable I glanced at her and saw that she had her eyes on my dick. I took the cup of coffee and went. She smelled like sweet lilacs mixed with an even blend of vanilla. He took another breath in before heading to his room. He slapped on a pair of boxers before slipping under his covers. He sat there, wondering what would happen if he stayed talking to Lena all this time. Would anything happen? Nah, she doesn’t seem the type to help Rye commit adultery. She was too sweet in that sense. God, Rye loved everything about her. She barely did anything, and already she’s the only thing on his mind.. The crisscrossed red lines on her body, they look like the American flag. The semen is slowly drooling down from her mouth, on her breasts, her stomach, and dropping fifteen feet to the ground. Some of it stays attached, falling down her legs, reaching the iron nail in her feet. ?You noticed the American flag resemblance too, huh?? Dean says. My partner on the case and commanding officer of our unit, Dean began showing me these videos yesterday. This one, of the crucified woman, is the.