“Be quiet and lie still!” I sternly commanded, but I wassmiling.I watched carefully to see him retreat from the brink oforgasm before I to...k up his penis again. This time Ididn’t let go of his nuts, though. I took them in myleft hand, continuing to massage and manipulate them asI resumed massaging his cock.Several times I drizzled more SlipperyStuff on him,keeping the action of both hands well lubricated.Several times also he showed signs of getting close torelease and I. DISQUALIFICATION ROUNDRound,They hang and floatPastManly gazes and womanly ways,BeggingTo be squeezed, ogled, left alone;They changeTheir minds or change the minds of menWho seeThem and stare, formulatingA hundred reasons and a thousand waysFor their display.I myself, who love breasts best(after feminine buttocks),Have had to impose limits,SeekingOnly breasts that hang and float--At least for today.Tomorrow I may hunt for breastsWhich are shown only from the side,In profile looking like ski. . this really WAS her lucky day.Not many love-starved housewives were lucky enough to have three handsome, virile young teenage boys to take care of their horniness. Donna's pussy grew hot and wet as the brothers finished stripping and raced for the bed. They dived onto it and almost broke the springs, all of them hitting the bed at the same time."Hmmmmm, I guess it was a tie," Donna grinned."Oh, no, it wasn't," Bernie cried, making a dive for her.Before his older brothers could even get near. As I worked on it sitting on the couch She sat close to me and watched. I said: “There, all fixed.” “Wow, that was fast, please stay and finish your coffee.” I said: “Sure, it’s my lunch time anyway.” She sat for a minute quiet as we sipped our coffee. I could feel her staring at me. Slowly she started tell me about her self. She was single again, and no kids. She didn’t have to work ever again, and didn’t have a boyfriend. She said: “Oh..I guess I should get dressed and dry my hair.” I said:.