I sighed and told myself I was an idiot for not buying some proper winter clothes in Rome. I had flown there after Quito and had spent a lovely month ...eeing the sites, walking the streets and eating too much pasta. I met an Italian man that not only became my personal guide but also my lover for a couple of weeks. Trust me, he had no noodle dick, but a thick long shaft that he loved to plow me with as often as possible. I was one of the last passengers to get off since I was in the back of the. When she took his balls into her hot mouth, she continued stroking his cock to keep the excitement continuing. Melanie gently pulled at his sack with her teeth, and then gently nibbled her way up the side of his shaft, to once more play with the tip. She used her tongue as an artist uses a paint brush, covering the canvas while using both firm and gentle strokes. Melanie felt Jeffreys legs begin to tremble, and quickly engulfed his cock one last time. His hands went to her hair, rubbing her. So he said no, that you shouldn't stay."So you went home just after midnight, and I was very sad to see you go, because I'd been thinking the whole evening how nice it would be to have sex with you, to give you pleasure like that. And maybe you'd enjoy fucking my friends too! Because both other couples stayed, and both of the other girls let everybody fuck them, just like me. It was a wonderful time, very exciting! And I know you would have enjoyed it!" I'm sure I would have," I replied,. OH GOD. I FEEL IT. ITS… ITS IN MY STOMACH! Each time hed thrust his monster cock into me his balls would slap my clit and each time I felt my puss juices splash against my legs. This was incredible. I couldnt think straight. All I knew is that I wanted to make a habit out of him being my new fuck toy. He tightened his grip on my sides and started to moan. I felt the familiar sensation of his cock throbbing inside my hole. I started clenching my muscles back and forth. I looked back at him to.