Suck my cock. Please. For the love of God, please put my cock in your mouth,” Mike begged. She responded by sucking the knob with her hungry mout...h. That was enough for Mike to lose control as a torrent of cum erupted into her mouth, puffing out her cheeks. Leyla swallowed each eruption. His cum seemed to flow through her to her groin, pouring gasoline onto the flames of her desire. When Mike finished emptying his balls, he pulled her face to his and explored her mouth to get as much of. I admired her ingenuity and her tits.Her hand, back in the bag before producing a bottle of baby oil, contents poured onto my cock as she rubbed it on me. Another load on her tits as she lifted her bra between those tits and slid it over my cock trapping me. She pressed her tits together and began moving them up and down, I slid easily between them. I could have cum right there but Holly had other ideas. When a girl has such tremendous boobs other parts risk being under-appreciated, Holly was. Besides I can read Bruiser real well. He was very happy with your performance tonight. He liked it that you had cooperated so nicely and didn't bust out bawling. He just hates a bawler! And, in case you're interested, Bruiser had me keep count of the guys. He likes facts and figures! You, my dear Jane, really impressed old Bruise! In eleven hours and twelve minutes you sucked off 53 guys and 31 guys pissed in your mouth. And you didn't bitch or complain, not even once. So, Jane, don't you go. It was a rumpled Andy."Hi, Gordy." G'Day. You OK?" Yep. I jes' need my roll. Then I'll work with Arnie, 'less Charlie wants me." No, I'm sure that'll be fine. Your roll's right there." Thanks." And he was gone."You know, I never got a chance to thank you. Weena and I just disappeared." That's OK. It was a tough one for you. Unless you've lived on a station — or a farm, I guess — you don't get sun-up to sun-down seven days a week." I was brought up on a farm. But the university and work mean.