He would open them when he felt it was time to resume sucking him, place his hand on my head and firmly force me down again."Balls" he commanded, and ... turned my attention to them. Kissing and licking them, drawing each one into my mouth in turn, making him gasp as I did so. There's nothing I like more than sucking a guy's balls, so I went to work with enthusiasm, holding his cock against his belly. Moaning with pleasure as I did so. I was licking from the base of his balls to the tip of his. I unbuckled my jeans as soon as my lock clicked over. Within the next moment I rolled my pants over my gorgeous ebony curves. YES! This was the true joy of living alone. Even though my studio apartment was tight enough to double as a sardine can sweet release whenever I wanted was priceless. I plopped down on my baggy secondhand blue couch to attend the aching bulge confined under my black boyshorts.As I slid my thumbs underneath the tense waistband and pulled down, my own pungent musk hit my. I do as I am told, and the edges of his legs connect with mine. I straddle between his legs. His hands begin to explore the unknown that is my hairless pussy. I like it when I am touched gently down there. He senses my reactions to the moving, tickling, playing and thrusting without warning. This is exciting. The slow tease is exciting and exhilarating. I start to move in time with the fingers. It feels soooooo good and I want more. Sir pulls my pants down. I am now completely naked except for. Victoria Marsh was a fashion model at the tail end of a stellar career whenshe and John Ardsley began to date each other. It was only two years ago butgained momentum quickly. The waning limelight and media interest in the onetime major celebrity spared Bambi the embarrassment of her dad appearing inthe trashy tabloids as Victoria 's latest boy toy or sugar daddy that mightvery likely have occurred a short time ago. Although she withheld her opinionfrom her daddy, Bambi disliked Vicky and.