During most of those intense moments, we would kiss, sometimes chastely, sometimes with the passion that only lovers experience, and then went back to...watching our tree. She had some Christmas music playing softly on the stereo. And Natasha, my mom, her feet curled up beneath her, leaned into me, my arm around her and her head on my shoulder. "This is so perfect" she said softly. "This is so..." Romantic?" I suggested, pulling her against me."Yes, romantic" she replied, looking up into my eyes.. Um ... for our friend up there. The one back here has answered all the questions that he's going to answer in this life." Sorry, Uncle Caleb," Gabi said, as she drew the folds of the burqa around herself."Don't worry about it, Gabi girl," Caleb said gently. "I was about to do something stupid and go too early to keep him from touching you again. That would have alerted the Mosque. Besides, I liked your style. I'll have to remember what you did. He was one of those people who deserve to. Very masculine body, all over tan I note as he is quickly down to his tiny g-string.“Love your tiny g-string, now take if off for me, show me what you have.”“You take it off for me,” he rasps as he stands close enough for me to slide it off.“Wow, your man is very well hung Marilyn and thick. I love a man with a big, thick cock,” I tell both of them as I feel the weight and thickness of his erection in my hand.“Can I have it?” I ask not waiting for an answer as I kiss and lick it as I orgasm. All kinds of loving and fucking thoughts ran through my head about Mack, his delicious cock and all, every which way pleasing me and I him... I wanted his cock as far down my throat as I could take it, without gagging...His huge, bull balls being the final treat to suck on...I wanted to fuck Mack's asshole with my twelve incher and hear him moan, until his cock and balls couldn't take it... He was a sexy son of bitch, I mean all of him.. His dark hair and eyes and protruding, well developed.