I gave Terry a good blow job and let him cum down my throat again. He got up and left the room. Jamel cam over and whispered "Listen here mammy, I wan... my big black cock licked clean by your pretty pink tongue." I went to work and licked his cock clean. Then he ordered me to lick his balls, he made me lick his balls for a long time. I liked licking his balls, his dick started to get hard again and the musky smell was a turn on. Then he lifted his leg and ordered me to lick his asshole. His. Plus, a single man on the prowl may seem suspicious where a couple wouldn't.On a typical summer's eve, if the weather was fine and the moon in cloud or shadow, we'd stroll through the neighborhood like any other couple. The difference is we then ducked behind privet hedges and along back walls, places those inside assumed were safe from prying eyes. Nope. Our eyes pried. And the things we saw kept us entertained, occasionally surprised, and often sexually charged. Not every stroll bore fruit,. I felt proud that I had induced this response in him. I glanced around, and feeling that the coast was clear, I reached down for his dick. The head was very large and purple, nothing at all like my husband's tiny head. I rubbed my fingers along the glans, savoring the hardness and the sheer size of it. I dragged my fingers down the shaft to his tight balls. Even in his excited state, his balls were 3 times the size of my husband's little nuts. I could not even get my hand completely around the. Three female thralls shared a large black cock sticking out from the wall, with one woman mercilessly spinning her hand around the poor man’s swollen glans, another licking up and down his hard shaft, and the third squeezing and sucking at his hanging balls. Soon, his dick was cumming a fountain of semen into the air, which the women all took turns locking their lips around the tip of, filling their cheeks with hot cum until they couldn’t swallow anymore. A male thrall had pulled tentacles from.