“I promised you a blow job you will cherish for a long time Vince,” I tell him confident of my prowess as I blow on his cock, lick it, then slide ...s much of his cock as I can between my tightly pursed lips while I tease his balls and then squeeze them harder as I increase the tempo.“Do you like watching me blowing a man who is hung like a horse while he is blowing you baby?” I ask my man. “Love it baby, you are so good at it. Look how hard you have made my cock,” he tells me as he removes it. With terror I saw that in place of his eyes he had two gaping pits of molten lead that seemed to be in turmoil from some inner rage. Even his dagger-wielding hand seemed to be consumed by fire. His movement was carried on to a lunge at the charred, smoking bed, snarling "Flaming flesh! Fire in the heart!"While I was gasping for breath and the firedancer was off-balance, Nightbreeze was moving. I noticed vaguely that she had risen, but then I lost sight of her actions in the smoke and confusion. I started to think about the smoothness of her inside, how my cock slipped so easily into her. I squeezed my thick cock hard as I pulled on it. My grunts were quiet but full of pleasure and excitement, my blood was boiling inside of me. I jerked vigorously, the head of my cock felt like it was jumping, I felt all the muscles in my body stiffen, the first spurt of cum hit my hand, it was warm. The feeling fueled me to stroke faster, as the second shot hit the sheets I let out a fairly loud. He walked quietly through the house, satisfying himself that all was well.He stopped and peeked in each bedroom, smiling happily as he checked on his little angels. Linda, their older daughter, was asleep on her tummy; Mary, their younger, was curled on her side with her arms around the enormous stuffed raccoon she always slept with. Soft breathing assured him they were both fast asleep.Now for his biggest angel. Mike laughed to himself. Well, bigger than the tykes anyway. He stood nearly 8.