He extended his large hand. “I’m Bryan.“ Flirty? Absolutely. But the good bartenders always are. I knew it didn’t necessarily mean anything ot...her than he knew how to work a good tip.As the evening wore on Bryan continued to flirt with me, but, of course, he also flirted with every other guy in the place. About 45 minutes after I got there he took his shirt off and I nearly fell off my bar stool when he did. His body was perfect, his pecs rounded from hours at the gym, the nipples quarter sized. She squeezed the balls just hard enough for it to be pleasurable but not so hard that it was painful. She paid attention to the head and took care to rub the frenulum. Another geyser of cum was building up. Pluto was determined to hold it in as long as possible, he didn’t want the session to end just yet. After about five seconds of this he couldn’t resist any longer.“Mistress, may I please cum?” he begged. “I can feel your cock begging for release. You can cum. It had better be a lot or I’m. Immediately, she found the wetness. This is what drove Lauren crazy with lust. She was a quick learner and it took her no time at all to learn what pleased her mistress. She thrust two fingers into her and stroked her spot. “Oh baby, you do know what works.” Michelle did her best to control her body. She drove slowly and desperately hoped that she didn’t climax and run them into a tree. Lauren took her thumb and pressed it firmly on her clit, and was rewarded with a flood of her mistress’. We we switched positions and with him now sitting in the truck and facing out. I pulled down his sweat pants and exposed is hard dick. It looked beautiful, so beautiful. Fat and thick at the base, leading to a smaller, pointed head, half covered with foreskin. I actually felt my mouth water. I leaned forward and licked the underside of his shaft. It felt soft, almost rubber like, but so nice on my tongue and lips. The taste was unlike anything I had experienced before, oddly wondeful and.