I pumped and pumped until I felt about two quarts low. The only difference between the volcano and me was that I hadn't lost the top of my head or the... tip of my cock with this blowout.The next thing I heard was giggling. Giggling? My thoughts instantly went back to a certain hot summer day with this same young lady at a gravel pit. "Sam, can we get rinsed off and go to bed? I am now officially and thoroughly exhausted."I got my knees under me and stood up. I don't know about you, but getting up. I could feel my skin on my face going tighter as the strong man cream was drying and setting like concrete. My clit was throbbing and had been rubbed red sore, I still though needed my G-spot climaxing with a BIG ROD!!!We drank up and Mick said we should get going now. As we went outside we were asked by a guy if we could offer him a lift? Mick told him we were on the wrong side and so no good for him. The guy was tall I would say mid-30's and spoke with a foreign accent. He was half black and. She was a unique seventeen yeard old girl. She wasn't makeup-and-clothes-obsessed, she wasn't a mouthy brat, she wasn't an angst-ridden teenager, she just was who she was. Her hair was a shade of red you could never bottle. Her eyes were hazel, my favorite eye-color on a woman, always swirling with emotions and mystery. She liked the same music as me, the same literature, the same sports (actually she only liked two sports, but they are my two favorite sports). I'll even admit that I would. Sometimes he got so hot he played with his tits for hours and rubbed his smooth mound against the mattress, with no release. But now his big-dicked Sir is finally here, spanking him and holding his cunt open with his throbbing clit pressed down. David reaches for it but Master Kirk slaps his hand away and thwaks him hard several times on the ass. David whimpers, still.Master releases the boys swollen clitoris, rubs David’s pussy juice over it with his thumb a few times. ?Pretty little pearl..