I gently cup them and roll them around in my hand while I am caressing your hard dick with the other hand.My fingers start moving away from your balls...towards your ass, I know you like this because you have shown me before but I have never done it for you until now... I slowly rub my thumb around the entrance to your ass, you moan, letting me know how much you want me to finger you... I slowly push inside of you, your hard cock jumps, seeming to get harder.Hmmm, I think, he likes this... maybe. Green eyes with just enough make-up to accent their color. A well-defined nose, straight and firm. All of these framed by her snow white hair, noteworthy by its total absence of color.What she saw was a young man, a descendant of Indiana farmers and truck drivers, dressed in army khakis, albeit with a good shine on the boots and sharp creases in the uniform from the battalion laundry service. I was a bit oversized in the shoulders and chest from an adolescence spent working on farms and a. ‘Babe, you can do that to me anytime.’ I rolled over and looked at him sprawled out on his back. His wet soft cock lying against his belly, my wetness mixed with his matting the hair around its base. I reached over and gently took it between my fingers stroking slowly. He jumped and reached down to stop me. ‘Too sensitive.’ He laughed. I leaned over him and looked him in the eyes, ‘Didn’t stop you when you were giving it to me.’ He laughed and let go of my hand. I began to lightly stroke him. Not with a rag. Use your mouth and tongue. That way you get to share the delicious wine with us."I had no choice. No not true I had a choice but that would end the game and I wasn't ready to do that. I wanted to find out what else they had up their sleeves and the prospect of attending to Julie's pussy even if I couldn't see it had me really turned on."Here boy have some more."With that Julie poured the content of her glass on the floor right after I had lapped up every drop spilled by.