It's to my side and slightly behind me.He picks up the cane. He sets it down.He eats a little while. He puts on a different porn video.He canes my bal...s. I scream. I moan. I scream. He canes me again. I continue screaming.He goes back to watching porn. He likes a cigar. He puts his hand on the cane.I cringe. He takes his hand off.He puts his on the cane. I cringe.He smokes a cigar.He canes my balls. I scream. Again and another time.He smokes his cigar. He puts his on the cane. I cringe.He. . Uhhh!" I licked all around his shaft as I dove my head in as deep as I could manage, taking his thick cock head down my tight throat hole. I couldn't hold it any longer as I stroked my cock faster while experiencing a huge orgasm and I felt several squirts of my hot spunk spilling onto the ground beneath us. I kept sucking Peter's cock as he watched the last of my semen drip from my spent cock, hanging by a thread before breaking off and landing on the ground along with the rest of my cum.. If I hadn’t seen her pee before I never would have believed a bladder held that much urine. My wife never allowed me in the bathroom when she sat on the toilet and she would probably divorce me if I even hinted at what I was about to do with Stella.Her eyes closed and her face was one of determination as she started grunting after she finished pissing. She had rolled over onto her left side, with only her left hip on the toilet seat, so that I could see her black asshole. It winked and winked. I guessed correctly, going just as deep into the entry of the Parabolica as the world champion and practically manhandling my car to the right side of the track, cutting off his attempt to claim the inside line and forcing him to dive wide left to avoid ramming me from behind. The maneuver caused my tires to slide again, wearing away even more of the much-needed rubber, and I actually slid toward the outside of the lengthy corner, once again giving Schumacher a useable draft. Come on… Hold it.