A man steps out. He looks Asian, and is wearing a polo shirt and a pair of baggy striped shorts. He’s got his hand down the front of his shorts and ...is vigorously fondling himself. The Asian looks straight at him and grins, before unashamedly unzipping his shorts and pulling out his erect cock. It’s not huge, but big enough. The Asian strokes it, rubbing his finger round the smooth helmet. He doesn’t quite know what to do. This wasn’t part of the plan. He’s so surprised that he just stares at. Luckily, I also wore my fake mink-fur jacket, or I would have frozen to death. I shivered as I walked clutching my fur jacket, as goose bumps formed, on my thighs and chest, from the cold air. I tried not to stand in one spot too long, or the chill would start biting into my already chilly skin.Deciding it was a bit too foggy and cold, to be out near the park area, so I walked towards the food district. The booming sounds of a nearby night club could be heard.I stood not far from an alley that. For a couple of minutes I sucked. At first I didn't take more than half his dick in, but slowly I took more. He then pulled out and ordered, "Tell me you want my cock." "What?" I asked. "Beg for my cock," he repeated. "Are you serious?" I asked, even though I kind of wanted his cock back in my mouth. This worried me. It was one thing to be forced to suck dick, it was another to like it. I pushed that thought out of my mind as I glared at him, a glare that hadn't worked for years on the. Christi was entranced. She was losing count how many men had cum on the newsreader — nine? Eleven? The video was at the nine minute mark when she felt something hot and damp on her ear. She gasped and felt with her hand, and it was slick and sticky. She turned and found Darrell’s barrel of a cock pointed straight at her face, cum still dripping from the hole. He had imitated the video and blown his load on her just like a dozen guys or more were blowing loads on the oh-so-professional Japanese.