It was probably over 10″ long, there was no way I’d be able to swallow the whole thing down, unfortunately. Picking up the pace, I was soon breathing hard, my legs still splayed wide open. He asked if the pressure was fine, and I simply mumbled a Yes. I obliged– he tried to discreetly hold the blanket up over me so as to protect my nudity while I flipped over, but in the process of me moving around on the table I accidentally stuck my arm out at the blanket that was being held up, knocking it out of one of Darius’ hands. You ain’t fucked your husband in a long time, so now, technically, I am the only man you are fucking. I moaned from the intense pleasure. He stepped aside to let me get off the table, and he leaned against it while I bent down and cupped his huge balls.
