The skin of his cock looked taut, and the head was dark red, nearly purple. My breath caught in my throat as I zoomed in and saw a glistening drop of ...pre-cum at the tip.Oh, my. This was revving my engine more than I expected. Sliding one hand into my panties, one finger brushed over my clit and found my lips already wet. I slipped that finger inside myself up to the second knuckle. I bit my lip at the sensation, then pulled my hand back out and took a photo of me sucking the wetness off my. She licked her lips as a clear drop of precum appeared at the tip, just sitting there for a moment before spilling down the shaft to be swept away by Kurt's slow fingers. She felt her own wetness growing, the smell of her growing arousal wafting through the still air of the apartment. Eva's nipples burned beneath her leather blouse and she ignored the urge to feel them, to pinch and pull her tender flesh."Show me..." Kurt whispered.Eva smiled at that, reaching with her right hand to pull the. I took no notice but it came again...more urgent, more shrill!...i looked over... i dont know what the area is called , but across the canal...more or less opposite the rembrant is some park grounds, just a small area, and the whistle came from there...i peered into the darkness....the rest of the area was just starting to get lighter with the coming dawn but over there beneath the trees it was still dark, and i could make out a guy in the shadows.. he waved to me then waved me over...well what. The sign had a faded brown mug on it, so I figured that this was the right place. I dismounted, looped the reins over the rail, and entered the inn. It looked to be pretty busy; there were about twenty tables set in rows, and most of them were occupied by at least two people. The conversation dropped noticeably as I approached the bar and the man behind it. He looked like a stereotypical movie innkeeper with a dirty apron, potbelly, and a cudgel behind the bar somewhere in easy grabbing.