He's judging me, I realized.Trying not to look uncomfortable, I stepped to my right and shifted my weight there. With my right hand on my hip and my ...eft arm straight down my left side, I was giving him a pose. After all, that's probably what he wanted.Mr. Dalio continued to look me over, so I had a chance to look him over, too. He was likely in his late 50's, judging by his receding hairline and grey hair. He was of average height, and a little chubby. With the smoker's jacket on, he looked. "Yes...yes...I can feel it...deep...in deep..."With every new plunge into her I strove to get the last millimetre of my length in.As her legs tightened round me she was murmuring, "Lovely...beautiful...lovely..."Then my stock of semen came to an end. I had no intention of withdrawing from her immediately; that now overflowing tunnel, filled with her copious discharge of lubricant and my mingled sperm was too seductive to part from quickly, but mother wanted to make sure."Don't leave me yet. I squeezed them hard,leaned forward and covered each one with kisses. Grabbing him at the top of his scrotum with my left hand I pulled it down,till his balls were trapped and his nutsack was nice and tight. Using my right hand to reach between his legs,I laughed as his cockhead sc****d along the blanket and his whole body shook. Letting go of his balls,I kept pulling his cock back to me and up till his balls were on either side of his enormous shaft. That's when I finally wrapped both hands. Gabby swiveled in the stool to watch him walk over to the stereo system. He took a second to select a CD, placed it in the player, and Boys 2 Men filled the air. Old school&hellip, I like. She smiled at him when he approached. Jacob took her by the hand. Dance with me. Gabby didnt hesitate and followed him to the middle of the room. He stopped turning to face her. Their eyes locked. They swayed together with their arms wrapping each other tightly. He let his hands roam freely along her back.