" I'm sure." But Jake usually gets the nicer ones." The nicer ones?" The ones that are smart, funny, and pleasant to look at." What about you?" I've h...d a few hot ones. Some wore glasses or braces, but kissing a girl with braces that's pretty tricky. Especially french kissing; that is painful."Rita laughed and I went back to staring at her legs and feet. For a grandma it was hard to believe how nice each looked. I was now wondering if the rest of her body was in any better shape. "See. She didn’t need any encouragement to come to heel. You see, Mr Agarwal,” I taunted, “how your wife prefers a real man, not tiny prick like yours. She loves my cock, don’t you, honey?” She looked at me, all wide-eyed and cheeks bulging and nodded her approval.” I would love to have cum in her mouth but I really wanted to save myself for her slippery pussy and her snug asshole, so I stopped her and ordered her onto all fours facing hubby. Now I gave her a real good ball-slapping fuck, alternating. Nicole gave me a hug in the kitchen and kissed me. I hadnt ever seen her so happy. She thanked me for being such a good husband and gave my balls a caring caress through my shorts. She then led me to join her and Frank in the living room. She sat right beside him on the couch and cuddled up next to him while she ate the sandwich and washed it down with the beer. I sat on the other side of our L-shaped couch watching the scene unfold. Frank looked at me and said he was happy to hear that I. I know them well; I love them, their warm slide against my skin. Their deep, penetrating and rich massage melts me. Once warm, you part them, taking half in each hand. As you press them onto me, they mould into the shape of your hand, magnetically bonded, oilily slick and slippery. And so you start massaging me, positioning yourself between my legs but otherwise completely ignoring my exposed sex. You rub the oiled balls wherever you can reach on my arms, my legs – but I barely notice it. All.