You should have seen the look of insane glee that leapt onto Darryls face! He pointed to the can of whipped cream and declared that Janene had to spray it onto Hamlets balls, and then lick it off.You should have seen the look of insane glee that leapt onto Darryls face! He pointed to the can of whipped cream and declared that Janene had to spray it onto Hamlets balls, and then lick it off. The scowl she shot back at him would have frozen argon. I commanded Hamlet to roll over onto his back, and he lay there with his back legs splayed out, wagging his tail. Heather distracted him by scratching his ears while Janene sprayed the cream onto his balls. He jumped when the cold touched him, but lay fairly still. Then Janene leaned over and, tentatively at first, began to lick the stuff off Hamlets ballbag. Soon, with mounting enthusiasm, she was taking Hamlets whole ballbag into her mouth and sucking gently. Everyone was getting quite aroused watching, including Hamlet! Darryl decided she had forfeited enough, and that we better play the next hand before he lost control. I decided to misplay my next hand too, and lost. Darryl had won again, but before he set my forfeit, Heather grabbed the cards I had discarded earlier in the hand and showed them to the others. "How often do you throw out two aces in poker, hmmm?", she smiled sweetly at me. Oops. Busted. Darryl set my forfeit, and Heather set my punishment; for losing the hand Darryl wanted to sixty-nine with me, and for cheating I wasn't allowed to cum. We lay on the rug on our sides, face to cock, and I began to explore Darryls balls with my tongue. Similar sensations were playing on my balls. Nuzzling my face into his pubic hair I began to lick his shaft, feeling him do the same to my dick. With one hand I began pulling his foreskin back and forward as my lips slipped over the swollen head of his dick. This was echoed on my own dick, which was putting me in serious danger of breaking my punishment by cumming. Normally if I wanted to stave off orgasm for awhile I would bite my tongue, and think of something dull (just how DO you differentiate a quadratic equation...), but with Darryls dick down my throat so I couldn't bite my tongue, and the sensations he was ministering with his mouth and hands, I was getting closer and closer to cumming. |