I could happily have spent the rest of the night exactly like that.After five blissful minutes, I pushed his knob upward and began licking and sucking...his balls. The groans from Ross now escalated as his hands intensified their grasp. Pulling me into his crotch, I felt his dick move from side to side across my forehead. We kept up this routine for the next while as I alternated between his cock and nuts. Unable to delay any further, Ross’ plump balls lived up to their reputation as they. At 5'7" and a 34-26-35 figure, auburn hair and hazel eyes with a greenish tint to them, I thought I looked pretty good. My only complaint was my breasts - I always wished they were larger. I put on my robe and headed downstairs to welcome in the New Year with Dad.He had a fire going in the den and was sitting on the sofa with his stocking feet up on the coffee table watching Dick Clark on the TV - it was 10:30, so we had an hour and a half before the ball dropped in Times Square. I worked the. She blushed, the colour spreading from her face down."Okay, Pet ... Kneel!" When she obeyed, he snapped. "well, that was quicker, but that's not how you kneel when you're being Pet or Bitch. Knees apart, hands crossed in front of you, chest out, shoulders back, head up, eyes down!"She duly adjusted her position."That's better." He moved up to her and unbuckled the collar, fitting it round her neck and buckling it to a snug, not tight, fit.He stepped back, and eyed her up and down; she appeared. " You wouldn't have to; he would know as soon as we got home and he slid his cock into sloppy seconds." What did he say when he slid into you after Dean, Sam and Donnie?" He never did." Yeah, but only because he was out of town." Do you want me to finish what I'm doing Ronnie?" Of course I do." Then shut up."Ronnie went back to working on Val's tits and after another minute or so she said, "Tell me when you're going to shoot Ronnie, I don't want any on my clothes."Another minute went by and.