I hope you’ll let me toast them for you with my mouth, or at least my hands.” “Hon, be my guest……..anytime you want to,” I hoarsely replie... as my dick throbbed violently at the thought of her doing that. “Heather, I don’t know if you can swim or float, so I’ve put two air mattresses in the pool that we can lie on while we enjoy jacking and jilling, either solo, or doing it for one another. Which would give you the most pleasure?" “Can we do both……or more? If we can, let’s do a solo session. I was most surprised when Bessie followed behind me and Jenny stayed to help in this process. My mind awhirl, I allowed the pair to raise my arms and lift my shift above my head. I retained enough thought to step out of my own bloomers, although the pair moved towards me with the intentions of helping here as well. They then assisted me in stepping into the large porcelain claw-foot tub in the center of the bath. While I had spent a number of years boarding in a ladies’ finishing school, with. She understood that such action is mainly to know you’ve been there, done that, felt the texture, tasted the oils and, although a man gets no physical thrill like he does from his cock, he too has the indelible memory of that time this woman adored his balls.Then Cécile took my cock in her mouth again and bobbed and sucked to give us both the thrill of that classic sexual act. She was covering all the bases, apparently determined to cram a whole relationship’s sexual activity into one beautiful. At the same time, she gently massaged his balls as she rolled them back and forth between her fingers. His hips rose of the ground and she smiled knowing that she was driving him wild. He thrust himself deeper into her mouth and she accepted him, feeling the pre-cum drip down the back of her throat. Its sweet taste made her want more and she increased her pace and tension. Sucking on him hard, she slid her lips up and down rapidly trying to get him to climax. Letting go of his balls, she slid.