So I used my hand to stroke his length while I worked on the tip with my tongue and lips. I was cupping his enormous balls with my other hand. He was ...laying with my big tits and telling me how much he liked them. His attention to my tits was sending shock waves straight to my pussy. I wanted to taste his cum, but also wanted him to fuck me. So I was torn between finishing the blow job and stopping to fuck him right there. He started fucking my mouth with his huge cock. With each thrust it. "And 'e won't be doing that long. Her man is running to protect her. Get yer boys ready. There'll be another mess to clean up soon."Of course I didn't hear any of this. I was running as fast as I could and wondering if I should just pull down and shoot the motherfucker. I decided not to but it was a close call. Tom saw me coming, grinned and had just enough time to get into a fighter's stance. He took a roundhouse swing at me that I ducked and the rest is, as they say, history.Tom Callahan may. “How long have you been there?”“Long enough to get an eyeful” he replied sheepishly. “That's a hot movie”“Umm, yeah, it's one of my favorites” I said. I could feel my dick starting to twitch, and I gave it a little rub through the towel. The lawn guy's bulge appeared to be growing as well, and he tried to casually adjust it. I sat down on the foot of my bed, moving my hand under the towel, getting a good grip on my cock. I slowly began stroking myself under the towel, my heart still. " Yup." She pushed off from the railing, pausing to brush some flakes of paint and rust off of her hands. As always, Anthony couldn't help but admire her pregnant form. His life had always been spent trying to avoid having his women in this state, with a couple close calls in his younger days. If he had realized the beauty of this female form, maybe he would have stayed with that cute Indian girl who refused any contraception. Then again, that was an easy call to make now, as opposed to back in.