..thanks''i was shakinghe removed his and he was half hard already way bigger than me''you ever sucked on a bbc?''i shook my head nohe smile , his han...d reahed for my head and i was pushed hard under the picnic table''i smoke your weed and you show me how you suck sissy boy''''here go under, no one can see''''there you go now open up for daddy cock''i open my mouth wide, under his control , my head pushed down on his bbc as he smoke my weed and moans he needed this'mmmm good sissy''''sucking. On New Year's eve, we checked into a motel about 60 miles from home. We made love, cuddled, and napped the afternoon away. About 7pm, we got dressed. I had requested she wear her short, black skirt and a red blouse I particularly like plus her black, leather coat. No panties and thigh-high stockings rounded out the pretty package. She did not know why I had asked for this attire until, as we talked while fucking, I outlined my ideas for our evening. As I described what I wanted us to do, she. "Hi, there... Tom," I said. Tom was wearing a faded work-shirt with his name embroidered in an oval over his shirt-pocket. There was a dark spot on the other side of his shirt where it looked like a company logo had been cut off. I guessed that must have been Tom's former employer.Tom jerked his head around to look at me. His brow furrowed as he tried to figure out how I knew his name. At least I had his attention. I decided that that was a good thing. If he was paying all his attention to me,. And you can turn it up to an unbelievable degree. That's power!I decided to use that power actively again. I took Ben's stiff shaft back in my mouth. I think we both moaned as I did. As I worked in earnest on Ben's cock, I felt my own cock, rigid in my boxers. It was pointing straight up and the underside was rubbing against my underpants as moved my head up and down Ben's pole.I kept one hand on the base of Ben's cock, but stole the other away from his balls in order to rub my own cock through.