He sat back down on the bench and began to lift them alternately, his biceps swelling as he curled one, then the other, up to his shoulders, over and ...ver. She counted with him. Three sets of twelve repetitions each. Finally, he rose, put the weights back, and turned and smiled at her. ‘So, what do you think?’ he said. Grinning. He knows exactly how good he looks, she thought. He’s proud of his body. And he has a right to be. ‘You’re the most handsomest and most sexiest man in the world,’. She caressed the crown, swirling her tongue around it. Her tongue passed over the sensitive ridge on the underside and I began to moan. Soon she was flicking the head with the tip of her tongue, she had me purring like a kitten and anything she wanted to do to me, she could do, no questions asked. While she was tonguing me, she was slowly stroking me near the base while her other hand, her left, was cupping my balls. She did not apply any pressure, just held them and caressed them. Jenni. She licked all around it, then slid her lips down over it. Her tongue danced over the sensitive flesh and she was teasing my balls with her fingertips as she sucked away. Her head bobbed up and down on my rod. His legs tensed and he erupted. Swallowed every drop of cum, not letting my cock free from her mouth until it stopped spurting and started softening. "Mmmmmm," she purred. "That's just what I wanted."Joan and Arthur Joan was a good 65 and a disappointed lady. She had come in more hope. M. rolled around and Manny announced, "Nobody is gonna make a killing tonight -- let's look at the numbers."LaRue wasn't ready, so we agreed to an additional half-hour -- during which it became REALLY CLEAR who the big loser was going to be. At two-thirty, Manny eyed him and said, "Now?" Yeah, okay. How are we gonna do things?" LaRue asked. Usually, among the three of them, the big loser paid the big winner and the middle guy walked away; now, however, there were four of us -- and two sources.