#132497 - He rolled me onto my back and before I knew it, he had my erect organ in his mouth! “Oh God! Oh Boy!” I found myself uttering, as his tongue worked around my organ and he buried his face into my pubic hair. He had my shirt and jeans off with the deftness of an expert, as I still fumbled with the buttons of his cotton shirt, eventually revealing his chest and abs, almost devoid of hair except for that little “treasure-trail” of dark hairs I had caught a glimpse of yesterday in the surgery. He was a well-built guy and his organ was equally “well-built” – probably about 8 inches but I didn’t have my tape-measure handy at the time! He was almost pulling out completely, before thrusting back into me each time, repeatedly pushing against that hardened node inside me that sent shivers of ecstasy throughout my body as his tool pressed against it.