It was in clear sight and I watched as the packages in his truck were unloaded and x-rayed then put on the plane. Since he had sorted them as he put t...em in the truck I knew they would be away and out of mind when to plane took off. I had paid the extra fees for the return receipt requested and I would have proof of their delivery within forty-eight hours. I knew whom I had sent them to and when I got the receipt's I would burn them so there would be no trail of deliveries. I watched the plane. After a few strokes of his hard cock I slowly leaned forward and while looking straight at his eyes I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and starting from where his cock met his balls, I licked upwards with one continuos motion until I reached the head and then I put my lips together like in a kissing position at the tip of his cock. While still staring directly at his eyes, I slowly moved my lips down over his cock until he passed into my throat and my lower lip reached his balls. He took my. Then his hands found her tits and nipples which he squeezed and pinched hard. She winced and gave a little cry of pain but followed that with a moan of pleasure. She was in a heightened state of pleasure and pain she had never known before and she loved it. He sucked and then took her pussy in his teeth and bit down hard. She screamed in pain and pleasure and twisted and bucked. He pinned her to the sofa and continued to attack her pussy. He put one hand down between her legs so he could probe. I’ve seen this kind of cock on British men, Finns and Polish guys. This was the kind of pale behemoth b**st you wanted to take your time with, especially if you know how to do it and aren’t intimidated and immediately dismissing it. This boy takes your patience and I didn’t know if Mr. BBC with the long, wide slit was coming back. Maybe he had set me up to service this monster. Who knew!? “Eat what’s on your plate,” I was taught.I’m not a pro at these beefy tenderloins, but typically the guys.