I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. John took some oil and offered to rub it into my freshly shaved legs... "It'll make it feel better." I don't know why I let him. He was still trying it on but I felt bad that I'd knocked him back in the shower. I stood there, letting his hands roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing salve, from my ankles to the tops of my thighs. He made me hard. My naked hard cock was there for him. And he looked at it. I almost lost my composure at that point but i said my goodbyes and walked away with all these lustful thoughts running around my mind i wanted to meet this milk man and i was going to do my best to find this man and hope to have the experience my perverted mind craved,I drove to this little village every weekend for six weeks and got nothing, i would park my car in the village and simulate wandering about just as my friend had did, i did that on Friday and Saturday night every week for those. The pantry is fully stocked and you make whatever you like in there for dinner. Plenty of microwavables and stove top meals if you like. You guys can watch movies but nothing too scary. We should be home around eleven. Roger is already waiting in the car so I've gotta run. Thank you so much again, dear," she said as she dashed out the door to the garage.After all that comotion the house was suddenly silent and Patricia suddenly felt Deacons eyes staring curiously at her. She must have looked a. . ohhhhh , she did it pretty quick and immediately squeezed around my sack and shaft but pulled upwards at the same time. In the meantime while the one was preparing my cock and balls for some pain, the young one had already been tongue FUCKING my throat and 'punching' my tonsils, with her tongue, and occasionally stopping and making it short and fat, restricting or cutting off my breathing. Which after having about 10-12 minutes of the cock and ball torturing having me almost to the point of.