I couldn't help but let my eyes wander over her body, marveling at her body. Her skirt was so tight it looked painted on, and her shear blouse reveale... the most perfect breasts I'd ever seen. She had a stunning body, one that I'd later learn was perhaps an extreme example of the lengths women in Vegas will go seeking youth under a surgeon's knife. But when I got to her face, there was Grandma staring back at me."Would you like to go someplace more private?" she asked, moving closer.God no!, I. I was trying to write a report, and couldn’t make out what the sound was, but as it continued, I could make out sounds coming from mom, little gasps and gentle moans, the occasional muffled groan. The sounds seemed to continue for maybe fifteen minutes, then I heard a muffled squeak, as if she had covered her mouth with a pillow. The humming stopped, and her room went silent. My thoughts were many, but I finally landed on the idea that she had been masturbating, possibly with a vibrator.. I was always convinced every woman on the planet knew how pretty (or not) they were, but it’s always seemed to me that Lelanni was flat oblivious to how lovely she really was. Where do I start? Was it the look in her dark, mysterious eyes? Maybe it was the fullness in her thick jet black hair that begged for my fingers to run through (Then again, maybe it was my fingers doing the begging!) Or maybe, it was her silky, dark skin that I longed to press against mine! When I first saw Lelanni at a. You do not get to touch it. You will have it the way I want you to have it.” He stands in front of you with his half erect cock only inches from your face. He moves in closer and lays his cock on the bridge of your nose and his balls resting on your lips. “Open up and tongue my balls. When I am satisfied with that, then maybe you get my dick.” You open your lips and let his balls slide into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around them while you hum on them to make them vibrate. He rubs.