Nervously fidgeting with my cigarette, I dialed Napoleon’s number.The man’s voice that answered the phone didn’t quite sound like Napoleon; it s...ounded rough and gravely. I figured maybe he had a cold or something. I took a long drag on my smoke and exhaled deeply. “Here goes,” I thought.“Hey, buddy! It’s me- Guy!” I said into the phone. “I’m finally here!”“You shitting me, Guy?” the voice answered back.I told him that I had a room at the airport Marriott in Mobile. He said he’d be there in. I was able to get most of it down my throat and this turned him on as he began to fuck my mouth with that huge cock. As he fucked, I sucked him hard and soon he was filling my mouth with his delicious cum. "That was amazing" he told me.Then he spun me onto my back and spread my legs and got between them and began to lick my pussy and my clit. Not only did he have a great cock but his tongue did miracles on my horny pussy. He sucked the clit before he found my pussy hole and rammed his tongue. " Flushed and trembling, Simon fled, his heart thumping in his chest. Clambered over the fence and rushed into the shower to cool himself down.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Simon lay awake all night, that fat cock etched in his mind. Cursing himself for running away then acknowledging the correct decision. His mind hopped from one outcome to the other, definitely not gay to wondering what it would be like.From breakfast his eyes were never off the clock, would he really expect him to just show up again.. He swam for only a short time this way, getting his own breath, before turning again to his back. My orgasm was close, very close. The combination of thrusting cock and holding my breath became an enhancement of sexual pleasure. I wasn’t sure I would be able to have enough control and self-awareness if he needed to roll another time. I pressed back against him urgently and it was nearly enough for me, but apparently not for him. I felt him tense for another roll and I gripped him tighter,.