It’s just like an uncircumcised cock. Dogs’ cocks come out wet, ready to go. I could just barely deep-throat it. I bet myself I could jack him o...f in less than a minute. You girls wouldn’t believe the money these guys pay for kinky shit like this – they knew they were gonna have to fork over a shitload of money since they hadn’t even asked for this first. The Jap held him still and I sucked and stroked the dick. Hey girls, it’s not much different than your boyfriend’s, believe me. I. There was nothing really remarkable about this chair. It wasn't an antique, or a family heirloom. It was just an old overstuffed chair, whose arms and seat were thread bare from use. There was probably one much like it in the furnishings of thousands of other low-income homes. There was only one thing that made this one chair any more remarkable than the ones in those other homes. This one had the distinction of being designated as. '"Dad's Chair"'. It always had the aroma of machine oil about. . And I immediately began taking liberties. Her bare legs were as smooth and firm as I remembered them and when I slid my hand all the way up to her bottom (somewhat challengin when one is face down on a table) I was delighted to find she'd dispensed with the panties entirely! Woo Hoo! I decided to bide my time and limited my self to caressing her calves while I enjoyed the backrub. But, trust me, my cock was getting seriously hard at this point.After a very conscientious backrub from my neck. I did not know that the Gods were just setting me up for a fall at the time and the world looked so bright Sheila and I were a couple and everyone knew it including her husband....we ran into him a while later at his hang out bar Sheila told me to wait outside and went in to get some money from Keith her then husband I thought for a second and said to myself fuck this I ain't waiting out here suppose he tries to get nasty whos was going to protect Sheila and I pushed through the door and into.