He was standing in front of me bent over as we kissed. He grabbed my hand and put it on his dick outside his pants and moved my hand up and down to ma...e me rub it. It felt so damn big. I couldn't believe they even got that size, and I began to wonder if it would even fit inside me. It felt about as long and thick as a 16 oz water bottle. As I was rubbing his cock I realized his hand was no longer guiding me - that I had been doing it by myself.I started to move my hand away and he said, "Don't. .Adha ghanta nak chatne k baad mousi ki thuk khai mene uske baad mousi ne mera hathora jeyse lund ko muuh me leke professional randy ki tarah choosne lage to mene bola randy mousi tujhe me pregnant banaunga tujhe me shadi karunga tujhe me har roz chodunga mousi ne bola motherchod tera lund kha jaunga aj tu mera sab kuch kha me tera sab khuch khaunga….. Blowjob k baad mene direct penty utar di mousi ji ki or pussy chor k asshole me jibh ghusa dia to mousi bola choos randy ki gand choos mene pura. As I proceeded downward, I finally reached her clit and began to lightly attack it with my tongue. Gisele finally quit trying to pull me away from her pussy as she was starting to orgasm without having her pussy touched. Gisele kept saying; "Oh Jean-Paul, Oh Jean-Paul, Oh Jean-Paul, what are you doing to me, I have never had this done to me before." As I pulled my tongue away from her clit trying to continue down to her pussy lips Gisele said. "Oh Jean-Paul, do not stop now, Mon Dieu. It's tiring to hold up a shield for very long, and that was my strategy—to tire out Iagolo if I could without doing the same to myself.He was a strong man, and I did get a little careless, so he was able to counter with his sword to the point of nicking my side enough to make a little blood flow. The wound was insignificant, but it did show that Iagolo was trying. The match was going to end one way or the other before that small blood loss amounted to anything significant. Again, chalk up one.