sweaty pit, sucking the moisture out of the thick hair. I push him to the other one for the same treatment. His mouth is revving me up.

I pull him from my pit so I can return the favor. I pull his arm behind his head, holding tight at the wrist, and go for it. The scent from his hard days work is intoxicating. I wash out each pit before moving to his smooth chest, my hands finding the hard cheeks of his ass. The tang of salt hits my tongue from his sweat coated skin. I seek each nipple, teasing them into hard points. Dale moans loudly when my teeth bite into the pink flesh. I work them hard, sucking and chewing until they redden.

Dale drops to his knees, his tongue finding its way through the course fur covering my stomach. He works open the buttons of my jeans, his tongue sliding down the exposed skin. Dale releases my hard dick, catching the head between his lips as it springs up. My eyes are glued to my pole as it disappears into his mouth. Dale easily swallows all eight inches. Grabbing the back of his head to hold him steady I fuck his face. Dale grabs my sack, pulling down hard. His hands reach around to my ass. Grabbing hard he shoves pulls me into him, my cock ramming down his throat. He holds me there sucking hard. My hands pull at his hair when his tongue snakes out to swab my nuts.

After giving my nuts a bath he let my dick glide back and forth between his lips with a slow, sensual movement taking all of me each time. His magic tongue plays over my pole driving me wild. I increase the pace until I am slamming into his face, my balls slapping his chin. I was nearing the point of exploding so I push Dale back.

Dale stands, loosens his belt and drops his jeans to his ankles. His cock stands at attention like a shaft of white marble, his pink baseball sized sack hanging below. I push back toward the workbench and tell him to sit. I lift his feet to remove his boots and jeans. I ran my hands up his hairy legs, feeling the course fur between my fingers. I wrap my hand around his large hairless sack. His balls are heavy in my grasp. I take hold of the sack at the base of his cock and pull down forcing the eggs inside to stretch the skintight. I leaned over and sucked them into my mouth, working them until spit was running over my hand. Dale had his head back and moaning loudly.

Pulling hard on his sack I licked up his smooth body to find his lips. Our kiss was wet, tongues dancing in and out of our mouths. Dale grabbed the back of my head pulling me closer intensifying our kiss. My arms moved to his back and my body fell onto his. We grind our cocks together, hard shaft on hard shaft. I move slightly so my sack could slide over his. He met my move, pumping against me. The feel of his bag rubbing on mine was fueling my lust. I pushed hard, crushing his balls under mine. Dale reached for my ass, forcing me further.

I broke away, grabbed his pole at the base and swallowed it in one gulp. Holding my head Dale bucked into me, slamming his rock hard pole down my throat with every thrust. The large