Alisha positioned herself so she could suck my left nipple, as she pinched and played with the right. I felt Clarissa take my balls into her mouth and...probe them with her tongue, then she swallowed my cock. The flexibility of her tongue was unbelievable. She massaged the area underneath and just below the head of my cock. The sensation of the metal ball was beyond intense. My hips began to buck , she tightened her lips on my shaft, and that sensitive area of my dick swiftly rode of the ball. I. I started moaning.. He soon kissed my lips and started Smooching me. I returned my kisses and soon started enjoying it. I was missing these things for all these years. Suddenly I was aroused and tempted. We both had our lips locked and smoothed for almost 30 mins. He then started kissing me all over my face. He gave some bites on my cheeks. He then turned his attention towards my boobs.He held my boobs and started caressing it. I was moaning harder. He started pressing my boobs harder.. He then. “Lilly,” I said gently. “Huh?” she said, nearly asleep. “I have a confession to make.” “Can it wait? I drove all night and need a nap,” she said with a gentle smile. I rolled her over on the bed. The light from the window hit her directly in the eyes. She pulled a pillow over her face. I gently pulled a light sheet over her sleeping body. It was good to have her home again. I ran a hand over her sheet-covered leg in admiration, then turned and hurried from the room. I showered and. I didn't bother asking if she agreed because that didn't matter to me, and because she admitted halfway through that she didn't have a dog in that fight.When the food arrived, her eyes were as wide as they'd been when I first explained what the dish name meant. “You weren't kidding. I've never seen pasta that black that wasn't burned.”“Well, it's not burned,” I grinned, digging into my baked ziti. “Burnt pasta would be the death of any Italian place. Go on, try it. Tell me what you think.”She.