After a few seconds I recognized the inside of his mouth. This guy had given me a blow job before. I could tell it was him because he didn't suck only...gripped it, his mouth was dry, he used his tongue only on the tip, and he didn't shave. It wasn't the worst blow job I got, but it wasn't too far away ether... I think he was enjoying it more then me. One thing I know I have is stamina, So I let him go to town for about 6 or 7 minutes... thats when I looked past the TV behind the glass and got a. I skated a little faster and she lost balance for a moment and then righted herself again. She was starting to enjoy herself. Liya completed a lap on us and skated awkwardly past, giggling as she went. One of the rink boys got up the courage to skate over to her, asking if he could skate with her. His eyes were looking directly at her ample chest. The cold of the rink had gotten to her and she was sporting hard nipples too. They were straining against the material of her shirt, threatening to. Really. I don't know what to say. I didn't know you were such... such an artist." We Rodels are all craftsmen and artists," he told her, "musicians too. You want me to play the balalaika?" You have one?" No," he grinned, "not here. Many of us Siberians learn such things," he explained, "because of the long Winter months... to counteract the boredom, you understand." Yes, I see." So we make art," he continued, "read, write books, poetry... tell stories and sing." It must be fabulous!" Yes. It's. I put the tip of his dick right outside my asshole, where Steve had been putting his thumb earlier that day and my husband exploded. "That's not it honey, the other guy, Steve, fingered my two little holes so good that I also came while I was swallowing cum". He couldn't take it any more and collapsed next to me as if he just had the best orgasm ever. I let him have a quiet moment but knowing that this was a battle I had already won, I broke the silence. "So you're not that mad then", he smiled.