His cock is rigid, 100% spunk filled gristle quaking in my firm grip. I can feel the tension of his cum beneath my fingers pushing upwards desperate f...or release. A single breath across his tip could send him over the top, a lick of my saliva soaked tongue could push him beyond any control, a flick of a finger, a squeeze or gentle slide of my hand down his length could turn me into the cum drenched girl of my dreams.I drive our hands hard down his swollen length, across the cable tie and smash. She knows it. It’s exhausting......Narz is her favourite. We had some big nights there and she pulled from there duing her cheating times"When asked where he met her"I saw her sitting at an old famous English pub that is now since closed. She was sitting with one her terrible friends that later that night warned me she was a little off. Joy was there deliberately of course to find someone to take care of her.......She didn’t last very long at her past venues because she always found her hookup. Slowly at first then the pace increased as she noticed me getting more excited. Finally I shot a warm load into her mouth. She held me in her mouth until she swallowed every drop of my cum. I could only imagine how hot it was to get a blow job as I was driving – it was more than I ever imagined.She helped me get my pants pulled back up so we could finish our drive home.We got back to her car where we said our good bye and said that we would catch up online over the next few days.Over the. Daylight was just beginning to break. That suited me. I always felt exposed in the morning light crossing over the lane.It was 5 .59 am. by the bedside clock. I swung down on to the truck and made my way to the storeroom window. It was open. I could just reach it from the top of the truck. I swung up as I do to get into my room and scrambled over the sill into the room. The smell of dust and stale air was all that greeted me. There was very little light in the room and it took a few seconds for.