A. streets, and somewheresouth and east of the airport, you find yourself lost in the darkin a very questionable neighborhood, run down, full of signs... inlanguages you can't read. Suddenly, an old van with a big woodenbumper rear-ends your rented Toyota, driving it up over a curb. When you recover from the shock of the collision, you reach forthe door handle, to get out and look at the damage. As soon as you get out, someone grabs you from behind. Acoarse sack, burlap or jute, is pulled. It hung not quite rigidly erect, sort of simi-hard I got up and went to the secret drawer and opened it, and withdrew my little toy, my vibrator and two clothes pins, and I had 3 in the drawer and didn’t usually use the third one. It was for my clitoris, and I had to be very horney to use that one. Then I grabbed it, who knows this was going to be a special session I just might decide to use it. Or maybe my special lover would force me to use it. I walked back to the mirror and then. His cock was getting pretty wet, since thesaliva in my mouth had been flowing almost non-stop, then he said "Justsuck on the cock head and continue jacking my cock." So I did what he said, and it was a little bit of a relief since Ididn't have to worry about gagging any more. His cock head was prettymassive, but it felt real soft in my mouth and I hear him say "suckharder." So I sucked on it harder and could feel my cheeks sink in as Isucked, Then he said "keep doing that but look at me." So. She looked up into his eyes and their tongues met with a passion only I know. Greg took his purple-headed monster in his left hand and slowly rubbed it up and down her opening almost as if to tease her more. Then after several agonizing seconds he slowly slid his manhood ever so slowly into my wife. I looked up at her to see the look of ecstasy as she adjusted to his size. I watched as if in a trance as Greg slowly worked his hips. I watched in amazement as he had a certain stroke he used. He.