She must have got allot of ideas from da gals in da hood because she sure was working it like one. The prompter flashed to get my attention. Clearly I...was busy staring elsewhere. ‘Stroke your penis,’ it ordered. As requested while Bella finished her routine I pulled out my stick and gazed at Bella’s shaking jiggling ass. It took all I had to resist the urge to switch to ramming speed mode. Something in Turkish flashed on the screen and Bella jumped up and brought me to the bed. Bella jumped up. She was equally multitasking the ‘footjob’ at the highest level. To date, I had heard of ‘handjob,’ but here, the footjob was doing the trick.I slowly got out of the conversation and was experiencing this pleasure. By then, mom and her kid had finished with food. My mom went towards the kitchen. Her kid moved towards the bedroom to watch cartoons leaving only us on the dinner table. She immediately dropped a spoon and went under the table.She took my dick out, pulled the foreskin back, and. .. stretch those beauties until you're about to rip them off."You willingly comply, squeezing you breasts with both hands, roughly pulling each rubbing an inch... two.. three...You cry out, throwing your head back, hanging off the edge of the table your hair touching the floor.I take one more item from my bag, and return my attention to you. As you are pulling, I slip the handcuffs onto your wrists...You lift your head to see, and I kiss you again and whisper "almost there..."You gasp and sigh. No... Please Joe... not tonight... we can't." He'd freed his penis from his shorts and it was pressed to the bare, warm flesh of her thigh. Was she saying they couldn't dry-fuck, or was she saying that, another time, she'd give in? Her voice sounded different and, somehow, he got the impression that she meant the latter. But, if so, it was likely just a ruse to get him to leave. And he wasn't about to leave.Janey was strong but, as he continued to try to force his knee between her legs he.