"Big tits."He whispered then pinched them again almost making me drop the pipe which was held between my fingers like a cigarette.He pinched me again,...this time, twisting them gently.I moaned like a dying dog and arched my ass outwards."Milk these fucking knobs"He said, his hand on the back of my neck, feeding me down.After a few more minutes of almost gagging on his cock, I stood up slowly and turned around."Fuck me."I whispered. "Please. Fuck me."As I stuck another piece on my pipe, I turned. And alongside him over two-dozen fully loaded ball-sacs, just like his, craved to be emptied.'Oh-oh-oh-' After all those days' restraint Scott felt the joy of finally pushing himself over the edge. Sandy knelt, horribly transfixed by the hard, angry flesh-pistol about to be triggered in her face. Scott's entire body was seized with euphoria, as his balls took over with a fierce, involuntary clenching. He swallowed his groans, so that his intended target did not even know to flinch. Oh-oh-oh-oh. Keep your lips tight around it, like it’s the world’s tightest, wettest pussy. Suck on it. Or do you need the belt to encourage you?” Christ, she could have come with the merest of touches to her clit, wanted to hump his foot as she sucked him. But she knew that wouldn’t please him. She took more in, slid it up and down. His hand found her hair, guided her back and forth. “Tight lips, that’s it, use your tongue on the bottom.” She did, wanting to please him, wanting him to come in her mouth.. He ensured that his entire body was saturated under the spray of the water before proceeding. He always started with his head and then moved downward. He took the disposable razor and started shaving the slight stubble that had accumulated. It did not take long before the remains had all been removed and washed away. He could see Juliana observing him as he shaved. She had moved from the sink and was now sitting on the seat of the toilet, having cleansed her face. Her hand was perched in her.