Now, I must admit that my cock is of average length and circumference but my sack and balls are smaller than normal so I could understand what was hap...ening and I almost laughed. I would have said Good Luck doing that if I could speak. Then, and I should have known it, I suffered more pain.?No, no, dear,? Carol said. ?Some men are smaller there. Let me show you what has to be done.?Suddenly, I felt one hand leave my balls and another grasp tightly above them and the pulled down HARD.. He leant forward grasping my cock in his hand and placed his mouth over my 6 inches. His head going up and down, he removed his mouth and drew his tongue down my shaft past my hanging balls to my virgin hole. His tongue licking and probed me. I was in heaven, the sensation of his tongue on my puckered hole sent me into spasm, I was writhing in pleasure, arching my back pushing my body towards him.He must have sensed that I was not going to last as I was rubbing my cock. He stood at the side of. She pressed it firmly, holding it down for several seconds before releasing it.She couldn't see the door, so she didn't know when he came in, but suddenly a face hovered over hers. The man had a round, smooth face with a small goatee that seemed to have been recently grown as an experiment. It didn't look as if it belonged to the rest of the face. The mustache was okay. Both matched the salt- and-pepper of his short-cut hair."I'm Dr. Stillwell," he said. "How are you feeling?" Miserable! I'm. "So what are you supposed to be doing this afternoon?" "I was going to have a pedicure. Dave won't notice if I don't, though." Taking your right foot in my hands, I slip off your sandal and massage the ball of your foot. You pretend to faint, flopping back onto the pillows, groaning. "You like?" "Mmm." I lightly draw lines up your foot, shin, calf, gently massaging, perhaps lightly ticking, stroking the fine little hairs against the grain, bringing up goosebumps. I tease your knee toward me. I.