I felt my balls swelling up along with my already hard shaft. Suddenly she bobbed her head and engulfed the whole thing right down to my pubes. I almo...t shot off. ‘Damn that’s so good! Don’t stop!’ I begged. Her hands wrapped around my nut sack and she squeezed my nuts gently while pulling on them. With my cock in her throat and my balls in her hands, I was totally under her control. She bobbed her head faster and faster. Soon I felt that good, good feeling deep down in my center. ‘I’m gonna. Good girl. Good, slutty girl, but good girl." She felt that tingling up her spine again when he used that "good girl" phrase with her. It made her feel thoroughly owned and it made her feel wonderful to have pleased him. What the fuck was going on with her? Where were these feelings for this stranger coming from? It occurred to her that, other than shaking her hand, he had made absolutely no move to touch her in any way. Hell, he had barely even looked at her. But still, here she was, a wet. Tom is beyond the point of return and feels the need to get some relief of his swollen balls. Walter has him wanting a blowjob now more than ever. He does not care if it is from another man; he is curious how it might feel. Now able to speak clearly he says, "A blowjob sounds good, but where can you do this for me." Walter is feeling Tom's ample size cock and balls through his underwear as he looks around and listens. He takes Tom's hand and leads him down the long hallway of art to where it. There was no doubt that today would be the day, and Philip had come prepared. He fished a pack of condoms from his pocket, and showed me how to help him roll it onto his cock.At my touch, it twitched and I was surprised to feel how hard and warm it was. I spread my legs so he could gain access to my slick, hairy sex. He placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my virgin cunt, and slowly pushed in.It was, sheer pain. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as he pushed farther and farther.