He was pissed off at his friend, but he said what he needed to and if in the end she doesn’t approve, then that’s her problem.He pulled up to the ...trailer park where Bobo and his kind lived. A few of them came out with their guns and bats and whatever, and blocked his way.“I need to see Bobo. NOW.” He told them. From behind everyone, came Bobo’s voice. “Everyone, away!” he walked through the crowd who had gathered for the intrusion Doc made. “Can we go for a walk?” Doc asked him. “This what I. Connor, please,” I said as I struggled to talk, breath and walk at the same time. “I really need to pee. Please.”She stopped abruptly, “Go ahead,” she answered, clearly annoyed, “pee!”“I ... I can’t ... Not here. Please let me go to the ladies’ room,” I asked.Her phone rang and I squeezed my thighs together. I’m sure my desperation was getting obvious to the teens and families that were passing by us. I’m sure they noticed how beautiful and put together Ms. Connor looked and how completely. "Why don't you get me on-site confirmation?"Phillipa matched my grin and knelt down. We locked eyes as she kissed my prick. I spread my legs slightly so she could reach under and cup my balls. The red-head experimented slowly, taking her time to poke, prod, and pet my penis. I was content with just this sort of light play for now, as I was sure I wouldn't have much to offer my other darlings that night -- or even the next day.At the thought of my wives, I caught myself quickly as I watched the. Soon, my hips joined in, undulating to the beat.When his hand changed speed or position, I whimpered, unsure if I wanted him to stop and go back or continue forward. The crest would swell within me, then I'd dip—sometimes farther than others—before being lifted again. Up and down. Rise and fall. Over and over again, like a rollercoaster. I rode the waves in a mixture of content and frustration until I lost all sense of myself, releasing my death grip on his shoulders, my hands flopping to the.