I'm sitting on his cock basically shaking, clutching my tits while I cool down. I sat erect in place without motion for a long while, first to let the...orgasmic wave sweep over me, then to get used to his size. My hair, so neatly put up earlier, was a loose long tangled mess, one eyelash gone and most of my red lip color on his face. I mouthed the words to him, not making a sound, "I Love You Juan.". With that, Juan rolled me, got his feet to the floor, dropped my ass to the edge of Sandy's. ” The man pushed his underwear’s waistband lower. Out crept a bulging, circumcised cock. Julie’s eyes widened: it was big, and she could tell he wasn’t even hard yet. Precum glistened on the fat tip. The man grabbed the back of Julie’s head and pushed his dick against her mouth. He rubbed it round her, his precum trailing across her lips and cheeks as he forced her face against his member.She smelled his scent. Oh no, she thought. Her cunt gushed. She liked his sandalwoody musk. Her body liked. " It's not just the drop-by interview, though," Alex said. "How would you like to sit down, after, and watch a videotape of the game, right there at the ballpark?" I don't understand. You mean -- the same game?" Here's the thing, Paul. You know I'm wanting to do play-by-play broadcasts, in the future, and not just color, like now. I told you that already -- right?" Yeah." Well, I need to make a first-class demo tape. A tape of me, doing the play-by-play. Something my agent can send to the clubs. Besides, I have three concubines now, and one of them at least is pregnant, if not more by now. I don’t need your bad energy and habits around my ladies and future children. Just be glad that you’re here and not some place like Pennsylvania. If they caught you drunk and belligerent in public there, they’d ship you off to a gulag. The Commies have no patience for alcoholics. You’d sober up fast, but you wouldn’t be any better off for it, sweating your ass off for slave labor. Here, we’re more.