Raul really knew how to pound his cock into my pussy. He loved ramming it in hard and fast. He didn’t last long, but it was always exciting for me. ...I never failed to cum.When we finished, Raul always looked like he had worked a full day in the fields. He would be sweaty and worn out. His cock would be soaking wet with our juices and usually still hard even after the third time. That just made me want to clean it up even more. I would suck and lick his cock clean inside and out until he unloaded. You press your legs tighter together and you let out another gasp. When I shift the car to third, I shift up the egg once more. It almost gets too much for you. Luckily for you we arrive at a traffic light and I have to shift to neutral, making me to turn off the egg as well. The drive to the restaurant is just five minutes but there are four traffic lights on the way. For the full five minutes that egg is a treat for your pussy. Luckily for you there was no highway on the way so I didn’t have. Mike moved quickly pastthe man turning quickly when the stranger said "Have a second lookMister Trimble." Mike was stunned by what he saw when he turned. Whathad seemed to be tarnished junk was suddenly alive with glitteringgolden leaf shining brightly under a streetlight. Mike quickly camearound from the stupor and began rapidly shouting questions at thevagrant."What's going on? Who are you? How do you know my name?"The man smiled and let out a chuckle. Mike now got a good look at thevagrant. ."She was stroking my hair, and as her finger drew back to my opening she paired it with another, and now two of her lovely fingers filled me, driving deep again. I dropped to the bed, and she moved with me, descending on me as I did a slow collapse backward, my legs open for her. She kept her fingers in me and stroked, and my gorgeous new savior was straddling over me, her long blonde hair hanging as she drilled me with her fingers. I realized almost with panic that I could cum if she kept it.