It was nearly 7 pm now."Find a gas station where we can grab some food too," Matthew directed and now I was on task. Courtney would chip in with her w...ay of doing things, try to bend Matthew's course to hers but I couldn't even make a suggestion. Not that his was bad. I hadn't eaten since Halifax and the coffee in my cupholder was undrinkably cool hours ago. I looked up in the mirror and saw the black Toyota again. He seemed happy enough doing a little over the speed limit like when I was. My understanding of why her first marriage fell apart was because her husband, was always fucking away from home.She told me he had a comically small cock, so he may have been trying to prove something to himself. John on the other hand had by her own words a massive long and thick cock, a real BBC stereotype. How big you ask? Well, to be honest she has never given me any measurements, all I know is that she would never let him fuck her unless she was on top, so she could control how much he. "Wow!" She said. Then started to give me a blow job. Damn it was the hottest thing I'd felt for a very long time. And this woman knew how to give blow jobs. Lips smacking around the base of my cock and sliding up and down the length with her hot tongue flicking off the tip of the head. She was driving my wild, so grabbed the back of her head and pushing her on my cock, hearing the sucking and moaning from her mouth was just electric. She then got up and moved over to the bed, lifted her skirt. Bull's eye, the first spasmodic eruption landed a spoonful onto her attractively sex dampened boobs. The next one overshot the mark and hit her upper chest and throat. "Hey, not on my face!" We were laughing like a pair of village idiots by then. (That girl is so much fun to be in love and lust with!)The balance of my seminal deposit left a less forceful trail down her sleek belly until my dick finally ran dry. She promptly returned her fingers to her clit.I leaned over her and licked the.