I was finally going to have the house to myself. It had been almost two weeks since I jacked off. I could feel my balls about to explode. I got my l...ptop from under my bed. I walked up stairs to the master bath. My Mom had a big Jacuzzi tub. I loved the way the warm jets tickled my big hairless balls as I jerked my cock. I set my laptop on the edge of the tub. I clicked on a porn site. I clicked on the BBW category, on the left side. One of my favorite tube movies was playing. “BBW. God, those lips were like being caressed by two silky pillows – gently drawing my cock back and forth into her mouth before her contracting cheeks told me she was sucking any pre-cum completely dry. Grace then did something I’d never experienced before – from licking my balls she then lifted them up and started running her tongue between my balls and arse. It was a sensation like no other. She slipped a hand under each of my cheeks to elevate my groin so that she could let her flicking,. The woman had obviously lowered her upper body so her private parts would be more reachable for Marcella’s lips and she would not have to tilt her face to the side to keep her nose from getting in the way as she used her lips and tongue. Giulia’s subconscious was obviously contributing to the completion of this scene, for this was just the way she herself had pleasured Fatma, the Turkish housewife, back in Milan, except Fatma had been wearing a hijab at the time and her garb had been dark. The insignia was an embroidered patch worn over the heart. It was small enough that I could cover it with three fingers. Only the Clan Patriarch and Seamii wore larger insignias, which were slightly bigger than my hand. Seamii were allowed a similar sized tattoo over their heart.Over the shirt, I wore the “uniform” I had been given by the Congraian military, a dark green cloak with an embroidered mountain lion on the left shoulder. Instead of an official uniform, scouts wore non-identifying.