I was in cocksuckers’ heaven.He was good as his word. He gave no indication that he was about to cum. His cock was huge so I didn’t notice it had ...gotten any thicker, just that it was shooting a nice load down my throat. I could feel it smack against the back of my throat before it slid its way into my willing gullet. There was no need to swallow; he was so deep in my throat that I couldn’t swallow. All I could do was to allow his balls to unload and enjoy the sensation of each throb of his cock. We stopped in a secluded car park, Youve been a very bad girl she said. I was shocked. Was she playing? Go over to the pay and display and pay for the ticket. She had given me flat black shoes. I set off my heart beating out of my chest. No one about. dashed back to the car. She then turned to me and put her hand on my trembling leg. Stroked my black tight covered thighs. I gasped!! then slowly stroked my cock through the layers of tight undies.Lets go home she said. We arrived and I was told. She settled down on to my lap, the entire length of my tool sliding deep inside of her, our pelvic bones crashing into one another. She placed her hands on my shoulders and closed her eyes. She bit down on her lower lip and rocked side to side, trying to find that special spot.Oh my Lord! I took in a deep breath and exhaled, several times.It wouldn’t take much for either of us to climax. I knew the moment had come for her, when she opened her mouth and exhaled, a throaty “Oh . . .my . .God!”. It had only been less than a year since you were turned, but it had felt like an eternity. Waking up covered in blood in the middle of a park in Chicago, you were left with no memory of who you were or where you came from. Within that year, you had already drawn far too much attention to yourself as the Chicago Police had begun to investigate the large number of missing person and homicide reports that all matched a similar description. Missing in the middle of the night, drained of blood,.