I then ate some more of his tasty cum and then used the rest as lube to jack off with. Several days had gone by and I was getting hungry again, I had ...to go back. Same situation, 10pm, I’m wearing a thin pair of shorts, tank top, crocks, go in to the stall and strip nude in the middle stall. The first guy to sit down takes like 5 mins before he taps his foot. I pulled out my foot and tapped his, letting him know I was in, and he crouched down and presented to me a 7 to 8 inch cock. Beautiful. He would pick me up for the weekend and I would be wearing a tank top, cut off jeans and no underwear. Jim would tell me to get my shorts off and that I wouldn't need them all weekend. As we head out of town I slide over by him wearing only my top my cock is hard already. He smiles because he knows I want what he has between his legs. My cock is a nice 7" cut with large balls. Jim's is about 8" but really thick and with a big mushroom head. My hand is on his leg as we ride down the road getting. She could hear Santa's groans of sexual pleasure from her own tongue and lips performing upon him; making herself wet at the thought of having this wonderful specimen to plunge deep inside of her own warm fireplace.She continued to suck on Santa's balls for several moments, before she pulled his cock back down and opened her mouth. She slipped her pert lips around the crowned head, as his cock slowly slipped between and inside her wet, warm mouth.Santa groaned at the wonderful feeling of his. You made some small talk on the way and I must admit I let you do most of it. The journey was enjoyable as the spectacular countryside swept past. You gazed at me occasionally and I tried to read your thoughts. You gave a few glances towards my ample cleavage as we talked and I couldn’t help but smile, you hadn’t changed at all. I must have dosed off as I heard you calling my name. “Kate, … we’ve arrived.” “Crikey, … already.” I said with a weary yawn. “I must have fallen asleep.” “Yeah, for.