You watch me clean your cum from my fingers and savor every wet drop. you take a quick look around the cabin and reach over and down and grab my cock... through my shorts and squeeze it and rub it a couple of times. you grab the pen and the magazine and quickly scan and hurriedly pick some words and push it back to me as you slowly rub yourself and writhe in your seat. "I....want...it....now" I look at you and you look down at my cock and back up to me and nod your head. Again, you take the. She rolled off and pulled me on top and guided my throbbing cock into her cunt. “Fuck me hard, Jim, hard – hard” “Nan, I can’t hold back much more,” I told her. “I’m going to come. What should I do?” “Pull out, shit head, and let me finish you off” I pulled out and slid my pecker to her face and she took my whole load. Shot after shot of my white cum she took and swallowed, licking her lips. She grabbed hold of my shrinking member and sucked it dry. “Kiss me Jim and taste your cum. I kissed. I have to admit, I am suitably ashamed of my actions with the nubile Rosalind and I confessed my sins to an incredulous priest outside Boston, almost in a whisper, because it was unforgivingly depraved and outrageous.The good chap gave me absolution for my sins and told me repeatedly to come to him to relate all of my future adventures in the garden of debutantes blooming that season with a frenzy of scented flowers and pussy juice easing the bang-bang reality of multiple coupling.I know I said. Julie had no ass whatsoever but had a huge rack. They must have been at least a D cup. She had a sexiness about her though. Julie was independent and hard to get in bed, not many men had. Calvin only knew of one guy who had, but he wasn’t thinking about that now. She slugged back the Vodka and Calvin went from checking out Gabriel to checking out her black and white maid outfit with long white stockings and a white crown. “I love Gabriel Iglesias” said Julie. “ I do too,” said Calvin.