By now, his cock was fully engorged and he was filling my mouth up with tube steak. This is a man that obviously made his wife happy with his tool. If...she wasn't, then she didn't know what she was missing and certainly didn't know how to appreciate a nice meaty cock. I began to fondle his balls. They were nice and heavy. If it weren't for the hair, I would have been sucking the life out of those testicles. Take note gentlemen: Dinata prefers hairless balls. He had the balls of a bull and I. With my very feminine figure and shoulder length hair I was always pushed aside for the bigger and bader guys. As they always say, nice guys finish last...It was Monday night and I was just getting out of school, I went to the local community college, and I was standing in the cafeteria getting a cup of coffee. The girl of my dreams, Jenny Ferguson, was right behind my and I could feel my knees get weak. I had never actually spoken to Jenny, but I have made love to her many times in my head. I. I could see him harden and I was getting turned on myself. I glanced over at the closet and imagined what Jane was doing in there. Peter’s cock was soon rock hard and pointing towards the ceiling> He had now selected quite a few garments from the drawer. He had a bra in his hand and was wiping his cock around the inside of one of the cups. Then he raised a blue thong to his face and wiped the gusset over his mouth. “Come over her Peter”. I led him to the laundry basket and opened the lid. “Help. Of the elements, Earth is really my better fortes (other than Fire) and it makes excellent protective magic, but I rarely ever used it for offense. Still I could metaphorically speaking grab both hands into it to juice my shields up and even keep them going, hopefully for as long as was necessary, but the last thing I wanted to do was bring down the building (and the alleged underground tunnels) with a small earthquake. On the other hand, if things started to get dicey, a solid earthbolt or two.