“Start on my balls. Kiss them. Tongue kisses.”
Tenderly Maureen cupped his balls and bent her head over them. They swelled, the black skin stretching and shining where her mouth touched it. She paused for a moment holding his thick c**k back against his belly. He nodded at her, “Tell me what you’re doin,” he said.
“I’m kissing my black lover’s balls. I’m kneeling at his feet kissing his balls. I’m asking him to please let me lick them.” She wet her lips and still looking up at him, parted them and kiss his balls gently. She lifted her head, “Please let me lick them.”
“Yeah, baby, lick my balls. And lick underneath too.” She bent lower and, with the flat of her tongue, licked the space between his black hole and the base of his balls. “That’s right,” he sighed. “This how sposed to be. Be
