Her hips jerking uncontrollably, her belly tight, and her breasts engorging. I continued to massage each breast, as she squealed with pleasure.Eventua...ly, she calmed down and completely relaxed. At this point my cock was ready to explode. Her juices and scent were all over me. I turned around and began kissing her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, letting her taste what I tasted. Smell what I enjoyed smelling. There is nothing like the scent of a woman. I continued stroking her as she came. I grabbed my long hard shaft and turned toward her, threatening her with it. "How the hell am I going to improve my pitching wedge if that fucking collie won't take my practice balls out of her mouth?" I wondered. I have a big tournament this weekend... (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #2: I spread apart those well turned legs looking for that divine honey pot that I knew was sure to be there. My practiced eye traveled up one leg until I spotted it. Sure enough, "Miller's Honey Box" was. Her lips were painted a glossy pink, glistening, and ready to part for a juicy cock. Bianca’s face was coated with copious amounts of makeup, her eyes surrounded by huge amounts of black eyeliner and long, curled fake lashes. Her eyebrows were plucked in a way which made her look perpetually surprised and contributed to her new dumb, bimbo appearance and way of life. Her next stop was the plastic surgeon’s on the other side of town. She hailed a taxi and told the driver where she was going.. I leaned back and helped him remove my shorts.I sat there as he stroked my cock and rubbed the tip with his thumb. He then placed his head in my lap and began to lick and suck my balls. He then took his tongue and began to lick the tip of my cock. I looked down and could not believe what was happening. Richard then moved to his knees in front of the sofa and continued to suck and lick my cock while gently stimulating my anal opening. He stood up and said he would be right back. He returned a.