.."Saw back and forth some, Sweetie -- spread the lubrication!" Beth suggested."Yeah..." Lon backed a bit and pressed the attack again, making more gr...und. When things got tough, he reversed again, backing until the head only was locked inside her, then pushing for more territory. His foreskin, once it was lubed a bit, helped provide a transfer layer, easing things. "Got things running now, I think..." he grunted.Beth nodded, her primary attention on that connection to Lon. The pain was backing. Her nerve endings sang as his tongue played with her sensitive nipple, she hung her head back with her eyes closed, a corner of her lip bitten between her teeth.With a sucking sound, her dad left her bosom and lay back, returning her questioning look with a challenging look."Now let's see what you can do, kid," he growled with light in his eyes.Her smile was sly as she got her legs under her again and began to work his meat into and out of her with as much fervor as she could manage. The. I put on my best Hoover impersonation and created a nice vacuum seal on his rod, starting to bob up and down as he applied pressure to the back of my head, forcing more and more of his incredible tool down my throat."Play with my balls, man," he ordered as he pulled his spit covered cock from my mouth and gave my face a few wet, firm whacks. "Suck those hairy nuts, boy. Feel that warm jizz starting to bubble deep in my nads."I took one ball in my mouth and sucked lightly, tonguing his nuts as I. It was ironic that the woman in front of me was so much more my type than her friend from a decade ago and even back then when I remembered her scowling at me afterwards from across crowded rooms I wondered what it would be like to kiss those angry lips. “Does the light dawn?” she asked sardonically. “Harlesden... A house party just down from the Fisherman’s arms, I believe.” “And?” she said with no hint of a smile. “Allie... that was your friend’s name... Jane.” We ceased our conversation.