He holds me on him until my eyes water and he allows me to pull my head back – spluttering, drooling and covering the bench with wet saliva. His fis...t full of hair is all that keeps me from falling over off the side of the bench. He enjoys me more slowly now. Holding me in just the right position, so I can wet just the tip of his cock. Licking around the head, my bunched hair clenched in his hand and the backs of my knees starting to sweat. He pushes me back down and continues throat fucking me. .. Anyway, slide over because I'm driving," he responded, smiling.Julia paused for only a second before she slid her lovely rump over to the passenger's side."Julia? Can I ask you a personal question?" he asked as he pulled away from the curve."I guess it would be all right," Julie responded, sounding nervous."Have you ever gone down on a guy before?" he asked."Adam! How could you ask such a question?" Julia responded with alarm."It's alright to answer me, Julia. You trust me and feel a need to. Besides, she's, uh..." She's..." I tried to prompt him.He glanced at the other guys. This place had attracted its share of seedy Southern rednecks when it had been Murphy's Irish Bar. Whatever prejudice those guys felt hadn't kept them away from Pablo's Irish Bar (a free basket of nachos with every Guinness) for more than a few days."Too classy?" I asked. I knew who he was talking about now, simply because you didn't see that many African-Americans at Pablo's. An attractive black woman, sitting. "Claire likes to "make love", but Madison really likes you to give it to her." You should have seen her last month!" Nancy chimed in, having been watching the show for the last several minutes. "My sister and her husband went on vacation so their two boys Sam and Jacob stayed with us. I was worried about them causing trouble, but they didn't have any time to! Madison had those two boys worn out by the end of every day that they slept like babies. I'm sure they were drained dry by the end of.