" I paused, looking carefully at my ex-wife. "What is it you wanted to talk about?" Several things. I wanted you to know that I've been talking to Bra...don each Sunday. He's doing well at college and I'm really happy for him. He stopped in to see me when he was home for Thanksgiving."I nodded. "I knew he had." I wish I could say the same for Candy. She's still not talking to me. I feel very bad that I've let her down and I don't know what to do about it." I've tried to get her to give you a. I let out my cum which ran over her hands. She went to the restroom to clean her hands and came back.Pooja was in no mood to let go of my dick and took it in her mouth to give me a pleasurable blow job. She had nicely wrapped her juicy lips over the tip of my dick and also applied her saliva over it. Then she started the blowjob.Since my hands were tied, I could only enjoy the blowjob without my hands being able to touch her. She had complete control over my dick and body. This time, I came. She brazenly held his gaze, ignoring the fierce blush that sweep over her cheeks. She watched Mendoza’s eyes shut tight, as if he were fighting to resist. Ava rolled her hips again, grinding herself a little harder each time against his hips. A throaty growl from Mendoza reverberated around the room, the sound sending electric sparks through Ava. Encouraged and craving more, Ava grinded and rolled her hips harder ever slowly increasing speed. She loved how full she felt with him, but she. I coated my arms, legs and chest but was having an awkward time trying to reach my back. Just then a deep masculine voice behind me asked, “Like some help with that?” Startled I turned to see a big, muscular rather hairy, guy in his early thirties. He seemed friendly and sincere enough so I told him “Sure, if you don’t mind.” He took the tube and started rubbing the lotion on me. It was weird having a guy’s hands running over my body. He worked gradually lower to the small of my back then.