I licked up and down the shaft and then concentrated on the head. After I lost my wife to cancer after 38 years of wonderful marriage I pretty much withdrew into a shell. Xxx It was an 8 inch trimmed piece of meat fairly thick with a helmet head. I was really enjoying what was happening when the voice whispered, “On your knees and turn around.”
I did as instructed and I quickly had a hard cock stuffed down my throat. I adjusted the speed faster and then slower just like they used to do. I patted his head and then looked over to the patio. Hopefully I was just about to find out. “Don‘t turn around until I tell you to,” the angry whisperer said.
