If it was late Kenny would sleep over in the guest room. Faith thought of him like a little brother and treated him that way.Tim had been on the road ...or almost a week when Kenny stopped by one afternoon.He played with the girls and he and Faith caught up on what was happening with each other. Kenny helped Faith put the girls to bed and they sat around the kitchen table drinking a beer and continuing their conversations. They had a couple of beers in the kitchen and then took one in the den. ‘First match was going to be boring anyway. Maybe you can entertain me better than two clowns pushing a yellow ball from one side of the net to another with a help of a racket?’ ‘Here are my balls baby, you can push them a little, but please, do not use a racket,’ Azem said as he approached me. I went down on his balls to lick and suck them, and he stroked his penis at the same time. I loved the sound he exhaled when I flicked my tongue between his smooth twins, delicately cupping them in the. I stop in my tracks walking towards him our eyes focased on each other when I reach him and before I could even speak he said ‘Monica’ he knew it was me and in his arms I went right there on the edge of the bar we embraced in a long wet kiss putting our tongues in each others mouths with his hands down rubbing the lobes of my butt. Pulling our lips apart I said ‘I couldn’t believe he was here’ we made our way to the bar getting a drink talking, he kept telling me he couldn’t believe how well I. Und Jule verstand. Sie drückte sich an den Bäumen vorbei und ging zu ihm.Als sie nun so ein paar Zentimeter vor dem dicksten und längsten Penis stand, den sie je in natura gesehen hatte (Nun, genau genommen war es auch erst vier, was aber mit 19 Jahren keine so schlechte Quote war.) wollte Jule nur eines: ihn anfassen. Mit ihm kämpfen. Ihn bändigen. Ihn melken. Und so umfasste sie ihn mit beiden Händen und rieb und knetete wie sie es noch nie zuvor getan hatte. Stefano grabschte unterdessen.