She watched me as I tied my shoes and as I looked back at her and smiled. I thought that Summer looked so darn pretty. God, I’d sure love to kiss he...r right on her lips. Would that be appropriate, I asked myself. No, I mean we’re not dating so maybe I shouldn’t and no, she’s a lot older then me too. So why would I, I asked myself. I put my feet down not that I was done tying my shoes. I turned and looked at her again. Summer looked different as she smiled up at me again. I studied her as we. So he headed to one of the local strip clubs. It was fun for a while and some of the girls were actually pretty hot, so he tipped well. But his balls were starting to get really frustrated, so he figured it was time to head home and give them some relief. Walking outside he noticed the adult book store attached to the strip club. Why not he thought? He hadn’t been in one in a while. He went in and looked around for a minute of so when he noticed a guy coming out of the bathroom still. The press of the early morning commuter traffic had dispersed and we had most of the car to ourselves as it pulled away with a quiet hiss from the Exchange. The Over Rail straddled Grosvenor Place as it headed down towards the Embankment. I remembered the outrage when it had first been proposed. The idea that people would be able to see from the Over Rail cars down into the grounds of Buckingham Palace had been a great source of scandal in the tabloid media. The fact that Her Majesty had seen. It reallydidn't have much taste at all. She pulled her head back as much as hishands would allow as the rest of his cum came spewing into her mouth. Itkind of had a numbing effect, a bit like cocaine; she was thinking whenhe finally released her head from his grip. It must be those tiny littlespermatozoa burrowing into the closest mucus membrane, trying toimpregnate her tongue and gums.She looked up at the smiling, satisfied, shit eating grin on his faceand purred like a cat. He pulled her up.