He wanted my big cock and he wanted as much of it as he could take. I had been worried that this was going to be a toothy blowjob, but either he was a...natural or he'd done this a few times before. I laid my head back, closed my eyes, and groaned as I reveled in the feeling of having my cock sucked. I felt him start to bob up and down, easily taking the first five inches or so with his lips wrapped tightly around it and his tongue flicking back and forth.After a minute or two I opened my eyes to. The mashed potatoes were already made and sitting in a microwave to be heated up. All that was really left was the gravy- the part I dreaded the most. My husband complained that my gravies were either too salty, not salty enough, not hearty (thick) enough, or lacking a special 'kick' to it. I tried all kinds of seasonings from chile peppers to cumin to garlic to corinander,yet he still complained. I was ready to yell "you go make your own damn gravy!". But my mind wandered back to the video. She slowly made her last cloth part away only to embrace him all nude over her body. He gathered all his senses and strengths to bare Kavita off her panty too. That folded wet panty lay like a heap of wild desires had all to say. The panty was drooling of the scents of sexual treasure she held in her vaginal crack with pints of honey and heaps of lust trickling through. My wildest turn on – picking up and feeling the wet panty that she lets off her pussy .. Kavita and Rishi naked embracing each. It did what I could with the urges that came instinctively.With all my own inhibitions discarded somewhere back on the dance floor, I remember talking a lot. Praising him and his amazing cock with all the suddenly devoted lust I was feeling. I kept telling him how awesome it was, how huge and perfectly shaped, how powerful it felt in my hands, how I probably couldn't ever take it and how that thought somehow drove me pleasantly crazy. It seemed to keep him in an ecstatic shock, but the real.