#386161 - He moaned again, and told me he was close, close to letting his hot jism fly, I felt his balls tighten under my fingers, and his hips thrust upward, probing my mouth, straining to let it happen. I reached down and massaged his hanging sack, coating it with my slick saliva The reward for giving him such succour was close at hand and I wanted to prolong his ecstasy-or was it agony, so I slid off of his cock and down to his balls which, for the length of him, were huge. Within those short minutes in the elevator I had removed all my clothes and walked the hallway to his door naked-this was one of his fantasies and I had wanted to get this off on a proper footing and leaving no thought at to what I was there for.