..and all the way down. Medium speed. She wanted to,pleasure her boss for a good long time. Then she remembered the balls. She lifted the monster up a...ainst his stomach and started to lick his hairy balls. They were huge. "Holy fuck, looked at the size of these balls. I can get both of my husband's ball in my mouth at the same time. No way with these boulders". She licked all over his sweaty nuts. "God you smell like a real man...so intoxicating...so damn sexy". She growled. Paul, almost came. I walked up to it when I was greeted by a red-haired barkeeper. "Hi! Welcome to the Wine Crate, how can I help you?" he asked while drying a cup. "Yes, um, could I sign up for the eating contest?" The barkeep eyed me closely. "You sure you want to do that? I've seen guys like you come in only to have to be carried out and a wheeler later," He resumed drying out the cup "Besides, nobody has beaten our champ Gullet." I felt a jolt of adrenaline course through me as I sensed a challenge. "Nobody. I was surprised therefore when I felt the guy in the next stall take the whole thing down his throat. It felt wonderful. Before this, I had only given one blow job and never received one. As I stood with my hip shoved up to the wall of the stall, I felt my sucker's hot mouth began to move my cock in and out. His lips were wrapped tightly around the shaft of my cock and his tongue worked around the head and shaft as he bobbed up and down on my teenage prick. Now being your typical horny. Her breathing became frantic as she raced toward orgasm. Michael knew he could finally let go, and his cock quickly swelled, and his thrusting became more frenzied. ‘Ah … ah …’ he whispered, trying not to make their activities too public. Beth clamped down on him and pulled him violently inside her. As she did, the first blast of molten cream exploded in her pussy’s innermost chamber. Michael grunted as he lost control of his body, which was now responding only to the ancient urgings of his.