.I'll have to massage your cock now..I know it's hurting but you need this.." I was shaking a little myself as the desire ran through my body, every n...rve was alive and tingling as I rubbed some KY jelly on my hands. He was laying there watching me, his cock hard as he begged me to hurry up.I slid one hand around his balls - my god, they felt so tight I was sure he was about to shoot all over me - and I started to gently but firmly massage them.He gave a gasp and pushed harder against my. . because there were no trained excavators or certified professionals on site to keep the records in control. But then, all excavations unaccompanied by published professionals have always been suspect ... at least in the minds of those who propound the “accepted” (mainstream) theories.Casting back, I realized my wives were inordinately tall ... even though their shoulders fit nicely under me arm pits. Were we outsiders? Probably not ... the majority of the men were tall ... not as tall as I. It’s not your normal kind of bar.” she told me.Since turning thirty she had been on a tear, she’d created her own company from the ground up and was now the owner of Eco-Co. A cleaning company hired out by corporations through out the city. Cheaper than employing their own cleaner, they would call Stephanie and she would send them someone. And though being a cleaner had never appealed to me, the same way working at McDonalds had never appealed to me, I was recently out of a. I could have teased her for hours but having her giving me a hand job made it unbearable. I turned her around and made her lean against the wall. I then slowly rubbed my dick against her labia minora. I then felt the opening of her vagina. I slowly pushed in from behind her. And felt the wet walls of her vagina swallow my dick. I slowly pushed in deeper, then pulled, and pushed again. Repeating in a slow rhythm. I reached for her breast squeezed them hard. Feeling the honey soft voluptuous.