The two men were making a connection both physically and spiritually. Mark just gave the black cock’s long shafs continued licks with his dripping w...t tongue. As he did this, he took a handful of one of Quinton's balls to get a feel of them. Just one of his nuts had such heft, he was truly impressed with Quinton's total package. Quinton hadn't said a word since they went into Mark's hotel room until he said, "You love that big black cock, don't you?" Yes, yesssss. I love your beautiful black. You feel the soft hay lightly hold your body afloat. A red glow is streaming past the cracks in of the wooden walls of the barn, warming your cheeks. You blink a few times to rid yourself of your drowsiness."Oh, no!" You realize what's just happened. You had fallen asleep in the hay of the cow barn. You were supposed to milk the cows before sunset and you have managed to milk no more than a bucket full before deciding to rest your head a bit. The landlady will surely scold you once she finds. He began at the base of her throat, sloooooooowly rolling down the valley between her breasts, cutting under the left, leaving traces of fire flashing through her body, her skin flushed, her breath immediately short.He rolled the tiny teeth down her left flank - saying nothing, just giving her the sensation. She gasped as it began crawling across the top of her thigh toward the sopping wet heat of her womanhood. Would he? DARE he?"YES!" she almost screamed as the pinwheel rolled across her clit. I’ve never been with a guy that snores before - it’s cute,” she giggles; turning over, slipping an arm across me and resting her chin on my chest. “Cute? Tell my wife that.” Why did I say that? I see the joy drain from her face and I start to hate myself. To her credit she lightens the mood again. “Anyway, it wasn't the worst noise you made while you were asleep, stinky,” she sighs, her smile slowly returning.She then gives me a look of innocence only she and the devil could get away with. .