..I'd say about 6" with a nice big mushroom head. He shaved all his pubes including his balls. As far a cocks go, his was very nice. I wanted to make ...ure this was the best blow job of his life, so I took my time, licking and sucking his balls and everywhere around his balls and the base of his cock. I slowly licked my way up his shaft and slowly put his entire cock into my mouth. He was small enough that I could lick his balls while his cock was in my mouth. I made sure to ease up when I knew. . the very crevice of her pink-fleshed pussy, itself... ! "No... no, I don't think so. These aren't what I had in mind..." We have many more sandals, Mrs. - Beth," he lumpishly got out, his beautiful Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. "S-Shall we try on a few?" Sure, give 'em all the once over, baby," Jay butted in. "Hell, might better throw our business to old Stan here, than take it to L. A., right?" He leaned back, lighting a cigar. "Fella's got to sweat today to make it, eh Stan?"Ignoring. I hitched my hips forward a fraction pushing my cock up through her hand, giving her the signal to carry on. With practised ease her hand resumed its motion, slowly wanking and squeezing my cock with barley a movement showing outside my jeans to betray the glorious dance that was occurring inside them.She edged a bit closer to me allowing her hand to reach down and fondle my aching balls, caressing up as if determined to milk the spunk from them. A few more strokes like this and I could feel my. I felt pathetic. The tears rolled forth, big wet, warm lines down my cheeks. My chest heaved as I sobbed over the computer. The emotions kept washing over me sadness, fear, despair and, finally, anger. I would confront him that evening make him confess, then divorce his ass and let him fend for himself. I did well enough on my own. That would do it. I sat back and let it sink in, the idea that I would be ending 15 years of work that night. Despite everything he had done, it still made me.