I was talking about her impressive breastworks, but her blush might show that I had more than one meaning. I also remember how much I would have loved...to see her pop out. I know, I know, I must have been a bottle baby, because I have a thing about beautiful breasts, and Julie's were prize winners.We never got sexual, but I know we've talked about guys and girls. I also remember never having seen her with anyone very often, but considering how private a person she was, I wasn't too surprised.. Unbuttoning my pants, unzipping them, and oh could she lick my balls. “Ohhhhhhhh Wendy,” I moaned as she engulfed my balls in her always-ready warm mouth. Shifting her attention to my hardening rod, she liquefied my swollen cockhead. Proceeding with her deep throating expertise on my prick, she gave my erect manhood the fuel it needed for its immense release to orbit to its destination, her cum-swallowing mouth. Removing the covering off her right shoulder, I fondled her sumptuous. That’s not allowed.”“Why?” asked Betsy stamping her foot in frustration.“Because I’m a lousy teacher,” answered Oscar. “I’ve never trained and wouldn’t know where to begin training someone else. We each earn our skill in different ways. Ling has earned hers the hard way, through hard work. I earned mine the difficult way, through service to the God. You have to earn yours in the same way as Ling.”The answer satisfied Betsy, as she understood about service to the Gods and Goddesses. It pleased. It's a very impressive list." Thank you, I think. I've sucked a lot of cocks, but never one quite like yours," Agnes remarked. "I'm not sure I can accommodate it with you standing in front of me. The curvature will make it challenging." I know, I'm a freak," Malcolm said sadly. His cock began to sag along with his spirits."Not at all," Beverley volunteered. "It's more the shape of a katana or a saber than a broadsword, except that the weight is forward like a scimitar. It certainly isn't.