I may dwell on that last point later. Tracy had beautiful orgasms, delicious, intense orgasms that filled me with pleasure. I derived incredible enj...yment just watching her masturbate, either on a little phone video or partially bound to a hotel dining room table. Tasting her come in my mouth was divine and brought me endless pleasure. Her intense breathing, the moaning all added to my pleasure. Sometimes, but not often, conventional intercourse with her on top would produce an excessively. He was wearing work boots, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an opened flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a muscular man. “I’m surprised that those aren’t falling off of you. What happened to your pants?”I sat down on the couch next to him. “I have them cinched up tight as they go but they still keep falling down all the time. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you need these back?”“Well no I don’t but if you don’t. .. and these little fuckers got concrete rams and shit all made for them... I quickly told Lori to take an ice cube and rub it on her tits - make those fuckers stand up through your shirt... she complied... I called over the kids there asked all 3 if they would like to play a game - they looked @ me like i was some asshole - so I quickly took out my cell phone and asked them if they would like to see the Prize for winning.They all said -yes - Perhaps it was because Lori - in fact I guarantee. Just do the best you can." I nod, licking the tip of his dick gently. He groaned, placing his hands at the back of my head, gradually pushing me down. My tongue circles around his shaft, then I start to bob my head up and down. "Oh, yeah! Suck that cock!" I fondle his balls, feeling them tighten. I know he's close. I go faster, lightly grazing my teeth as I start to drool. "Oh fuck, Becca! I'm going to cum!" I go as deep as I can on him, staying that way. A few seconds later, I felt his.