Of course while she spent some time apologizing for not knowing much of anything, she was, of course, very bright. Use of the video terminals also req...uired us to sit close together and I was very pleasantly treated to almost constant thigh-to-thigh contact, her scent (unfortunately in competition with the cigarette smoke and Eau de Bud wafting through the bar) and her wonderful habit of tugging on hy shirt sleeve or making some other physical contact every time we got something right. Since our. He saw her pretty eyes looking up and him... his penis was gone... it was all down her throat. His balls churned and he lifted his hips and pulled on her braids. His cum began to pour into her mouth. It came out like a never-ending stream... like a garden hose with a broken shut off valve. His mother sucked it all in, moving her hand to squeeze the last drops from his balls. Finally she pulled away and looked up at him. Her jaws were puffed out. "Are you my nasty cock sucking bitch?" he asked.. Surrounded by his spread-out black leather coat, the rider knelt with his back to me tinkering with something on the engine. He had braided his hair and tied a bandanna over his head. I walked to the railing meaning to speak to him, but a short distance to the left of him stood another person–a man. He was tall, somewhat overweight, and dark-haired, his white dress shirt splotched with blood, and all around him sat and lay the dogs as if guarding him. Obviously it was the passenger Deadman had. Precum was pouring out of his cock in pulses as I felt his cock throbbing in my mouth this cock felt about to blow - and it did – just like a hydrant. His hot cum hit the back of my throat and forced its way down, the excess forced its way out of my mouth and poured down onto my boobs, I rubbed it in with my hands. Five, six seven eight huge squirts until he had shot his load and he pulled his slightly softer cock out of my mouth. He looked down at me for a second, then zipped himself back up.