With my hand I grabbed his shaft and tilted it aside so I had a better access to his balls. My tongue started lapping his balls with long wet strokes....Harald started moaning softly. I knew he loved to have his balls licked so I eagerly gave them a nice lapping. His balls were becoming very wet from the licking of my tongue. Very gently I took one in my mouth and sucked on it with care, not trying to hurt him. My hand was sliding easily up and down his shaft while I was enjoying myself with his. The entire swing was my idea because I wanted a chance with him, besides I had always suspected your lust for Younique and I figured you would appreciate it.” He didn’t say much to me after that he just rolled over and fell asleep. The next morning when I woke up he wasn’t in the bed anymore. I thought maybe he was in the kitchen, so I got up and took my shower and got dressed. When I went in the living room Jerald was sitting there with Younique. I knew they were talking about me because they. Shuddering, shaking, sweating, smelly, satisfied. He collapsed on top of my body. I had never been fucked so deep and passionately like that in my life. This man NEEDED to fuck so bad, he was missing his wife, he was on the road, he was a virile strong man with very high sexual needs and I was the lucky guy who offered him the hole that his big cock needed for satisfaction. At times during the fucking I could tell he was trying to hurt me , men with big cocks know their power, and he used it to. I knew that I had to hurry, but I couldn't stand being naked. It was like I was given all kinds of promises, even if I could not really hear or feel them. I opened my undershirt ball, and used my already ruined undershirt to dry myself. Then, as quickly as I could manage it, I was back in my clothes and going back from whence I had come.When I started walking, the almost-voices and non-touching never stopped, but while the feeling on the other side of the stream had been teasing, even gentle.