I tried to aim downward but my cum splashed on the seat and hit my legs and my shorts. It felt so good I just kept jacking off, making a mess. After i... was over, I went to get some toilet paper to clean it up and there was none. I panicked and used my shorts to clean up my cum. I put my shorts in the hamper and then got in the shower. After the shower, I wrapped myself in my towel and walked into my room. Ray, still watching the flick, looked over and said, "Where the fuck have you been? Why'd. I removed my towel and began to apply lotion all over my body, including the balls. It’s a good feeling.Slowly my cock started to inch up into a handsome entity. I never bothered to measure it in inches, but I have compared its size with household items. In that respect, my cock compares favorably with standard deodorant bottles. That’s enough for my confidence.I pulled back the skin and dropped some lotion on the tip. Lotion improves the sensation that comes along with stroking. I was watching. She could still feel the tears tracing slowly down the side of her face as she fought to hold back her voice over her excitement as her body gave in to the first orgasm she had experienced in the slave-house, almost two months after she had been taken into slavery. Even in those early days of her enslavement life had been bearable. True, she was worked most of every day, but it was not overly strenuous, she was never beaten or punished as long as she worked, and throughout the day she had. My mouth is watering.He groans, his tongue flickering over his lips, as I begin to jerk him off. That's all I do for a minute or so, then toss my head, my long hair swinging to one side, and lower my face to his. We kiss deeply, tongues teasing, then pushing together, hard. His cock burns in my hand. I want it in my mouth.I go down on him, my mouth sucking, tongue licking on his shaft, still gripping it, still wanking him, but now into my face. My free hand mashes his balls, feeling their.