" he smirked at me and I realised he'd been taking glances of my cock while I'd been pissing, I quickly went to put it away but he spoke up "Oh, don't...put it away, I like looking at it, it's a good cock.", I was shocked but slightly flattered, I don't know why I went along with him but I did, I moved my hand away and left my cock hanging there, "Y-you think so?" I stuttered, nervous and unsure, what was I doing? This was crazy! Then I noticed something else, the man hadn't been pissing, he'd. Sam’s legs spread apart to improve his view while her hips continue to thrust eagerly against her probing fingers. Always fascinated with her masturbation, Spencer watching the intricate path her fingers weave to stroke her clit and then rub it in tiny circles before dipping downward to lightly touch the entrance to her hot passage. Her cunt is soaked, droplets of her juice glistening on her bare skin, gleaming on her thighs and fingers. Finally, Spencer can no longer control his own excitement. As I watched out my lowered driver’s window, he stepped back, unbuttoned his denim shorts, and shucked them to the ground. With no underwear, his cock was freed and began to lengthen as he rubbed it. Longer and longer, that uncircumcised monster grew, I could only guess the size, but 10 inches would be my guess. He walked back toward me and he whispered, “Open up.” Immediately, without any thought, my mouth opened and he slowly pushed his dick in. “Suck, but no teeth.” I began to bob my head up. Should he try to build them up again with bone implants taken from my hip??No need for that,? said Jeannine, and I agreed - why go for extra surgery on another part of my body. Besides, my brow ridges were a bit of an embarrassment when I was xdressed. I asked Mr. Singh (British surgeons are addressed as mister, not doctor) to shave down my brow ridges to a reasonably level surface, taking bone away instead of adding more. That just left the question of the cheek bones. They were pushed.