I was starting to wonder just how far this was going to go and at the same time, maybe hoping a little, while still trying to stop my cock from gettin... too hard just in case it was all in my imagination.As my cock was resting down between my legs, hanging over my balls, she was able to finish cleaning my torso without anything happening and then moved down to my feet and started to move up my legs. As she got to the top of my legs, her hands brushed against my balls a couple of times, seemingly. I gently kissed his cock head and licked again slowly savouring this gorgeous cock.He was really hard, his cock pushing out from his clothing in a jutting curve. Then I realised why he was wearing tracksuit bottoms, he simply pushed them down to his knees, exposing his whole cock and balls to my attention, even pulling his tshirt up to expose his small paunch and hairy belly.I licked the length of his shaft, covering it in sloppy kisses and then sucked half his cock head into my mouth. He. I spent the evening chatting with old friends and catching up on everyone’s busy lives. Ken and I spent lots of time together talking about family and friends. Old girlfriends and boyfriends. I brought an old picture of Ken and me. We were all dressed up going to a high school dance together. The evening broke up pretty early as everyone worked or traveled that day to get to the reunion. I headed back to my sisters. She was still up so I had another glass of wine with her before. "So is he coming back to support you?" said Lester. She put her bag down and unburdened herself of her coat. "No, but he is going to front me the money to pay the bills and to avoid starvation," she said. "And us?" he said. "We can still get it on. But rub his nose in it? Not even," I said. "I am on very thin ice. I hurt him bad. I don't know why he can't get it that sex isn't everything," she said. "Because it 'is' everything to a guy. It's his manhood. It's his pride. It's how he appeals.