He has to agree. I racked my brain but couldn’t think of a valid excuse that he would buy. Blowjob sex I just hate that we can’t even go see him. He even looked and smelled good as we sat close together on the couch, my legs crossed and my body turned towards him. “Is that a…” he asked. I cupped his overflowing balls in my hand and put them in my mouth, sucking and rinsing each testicle, one at a time, slowly, carefully and methodically. Hope you’re hungry!” We sat next to each as we talked and laughed at how crazy this entire situation was and how awkward he felt with my husband dropping me off to his place. Once I was confident that it was all the way in and secure, I made my way downstairs to see my husband. He continued to touch my ass, until he slid his hand between my cheeks to feel the butt plug.
