I was getting sick to my stomach. Then you beggedme to fuck you. Ah come on I did not. On his camera went again and there Iwas begging for him to fuc... me. WOW, I don't know what to say guy. Hey don'tsweat it, it's my pleasure. So why don't you suck my cock he asked? Withthat he stood up and his hard cock was staring at me. I looked at it andthought what the hell. I already sucked it. So I got down and put his dick inmy mouth. It was more fun than I thought. I was getting into it.. She took the pants and underwear out in one fast movement. Had a good lusty look at what she saw and smiled as if agreeing with it.It was not one of the 10”dicks as said so many times and boasted about by so may people, but was an average cock of about 6.5” standing beautifully. It looked more so beautiful against the background of the flat fatless hard stomach with the six pack muscles. She held in her hand and then massaged it for a few minutes looking in to my eyes. Then she went down on her. "The road to hell is a mysterious route, little one; it sometimes needs to be checked over for dangerous twists and turns. Come sit on my lap and I will inspect your road with my fingers and make sure it is safe to travel on." Will my sin be taken care of if I get my road inspected?" Spread your legs wide and put your hands on my divining rod. When I inspected your road to hell, you must pull my divining rod hard to make your road nice and safe and free from sin."Cynthia grabbed hold of the old. The sides of his head had a little stubble that worked well for him. Gary wasn’t a perfect specimen of health, but he clearly took care of himself and took pride in his body. A small belly indicated he worked out but also enjoyed the food he eats. The man knows what he wants. He invited me in and asked if I was thirsty. Of course I was! Here was this hunk of man standing in front of me, shirtless. Saying I needed a drink was an understatement. Gary grabbed me a water and we headed toward his.