I reached with one hand and began to massage his ball looking up at him and listening to his moans. I felt so dominated yet empowered at the same time...We moved to the bed and Billy and I faced each other locked in a deep kiss our tongue entwined our hard cocks rubbing together. I slide down his body and started to lick his cock from the head to his balls taking the time to suck on his balls one at a time. He moaned he wanted me to lay on my back so we could 69.i lay on my back and he got on top. "Can you just uh...just turn around for a sec?" Mariah asked. Paul dutifully turned around and, realizing he should change too, whipped off his shirt, paused at his shorts, but took them off too, and stood in nothing but plaid boxers. Behind him, Mariah stared. Paul had a gorgeous back, broad and slightly rippling as he fumbled with the button on his shorts, then a nice, perky butt covered by the most god awful boxers. She shook her head, at first in reaction to his underwear choice, and then. As much as I loved Thursdays in the motel with all the various positions, toys, bondage and sex, and now almost always with Mike joining Bill and me there, blow job Tuesdays were different and just as good. I know I am great at blow jobs as I have used them many times in high school and college to keep from getting pregnant. I am one that feels I AM in control when I am giving a guy a blow job even though he thinks he is in charge. I control how good it will be, if I let him come in my mouth,. Their eyes met, to Jim there seemed little behind those grey eyes, apart from a smug, ‘I’m untouchable’ superiority. ‘Superior eh?’ he thought to himself, ‘I’ll cut you, I’ll carve you, I’ll kill you but I’ll take my time!’ but this was not to be the one. ———————————————————- ————————————————————– The evening drew on, the skies darkened and the street lights screamed fake daylight. At night things changed, things which seemed benevolent in daylight took on a sinister aspect, night was when.