He rubs my ass and legs,which I love, as I take more and more of his beautiful cock down my willing throat.All the time Darrel saying:"oh yes Sheila,o... yes,baby,oh,you're so good,Oh never stop Sheila!Oh,I LOVE you,Sheila!After about ten minutes of my eager efforts I actually feel his heart rate increase in the pulsing prick in my mouth and then I get MY reward.A HUGE load of THICK BLACK MAN'S cum.So sweet and tasty.We lay there and catch up,drink a little more,start making out some more and now. Tom said go ahead, you know you want to. Besides no one's paying attention. Twisting his hip Tom guided Ed's hand into his open fly. Pressing it against his stiff cock, Tom ran his thumb over the head of Ed's cock while squeezing softly. Unable to break free Ed opened his hand and held Tom. A loud roar erupted when their team scored a tough down.Continuing to move his hand Tom felt the wetness of Ed's precum. Slipping his fingers under his ball sack, Tom pressed Ed's scrotum. Taking a nervous. That was what she had always loved about Wilbur. Every time he was around, he made her laugh. She reached for a spoon and plopped a large helping of the ‘mustard potato salad without onions’ onto her plate, and took it over to a table where she felt she would be removed from the large mass of people. She had just sat down when she threw her head back in frustration. She had forgotten to get something to drink. “Now I’m going to have to get up and leave my food sitting here for the flies,” she. My mouth watered as I closed my eyes and leaned in. I felt the soft, firm flesh of his manhood on my face and lips. I planted soft kisses on his shaft and the feeling of his dick on my lips was intoxicating and addictive. I reached up and cupped his hanging balls again and kissed each of his balls as they hung in his sack. He reached down and stroked my hair and I loved it. I loved being on my knees for him. I opened my lips and let his cocks head slip between them. My eyes seemed to roll back.