Let me do this':I did something slurpy on the dick, right around the base of the head. He responded by putting more semen onto my tongue. He couldn't ...help it. I knew he would. I made a slurpy noise, with some fuck me sounds in it too, just like I was at the bottom of a milkshake of sperm. I tried to make the sweetest, nastiest sound I could make, without using any dirty wordsHe liked that. He got all moany and quivery on the other side of the wall. I liked it, too. Okay, now this was starting. Any thing more than’that you had to travel another thirty miles, to the county seat. She was pumping gas. She turned about eight shades of red when I pulled up on the other side of the pumps. I said hello, she didn’t bother to answer me. For some reason that irritated me, but I shrugged it off. Fuck her. She was gone when I came back out. The good ol’ boys were talking about her. Bob, who had to be at least 130 years old, commented while looking straight at me. ‘She’s a looker, that one. Bet. She put her head on my shoulder. I took a chance and slid my other hand up to cup her breasts. I knew Emily could not see what I was doing because Greg had her lying on her back as he nibbled on her tits. Beth looked up at me and smiled. She took my hand and moved it off her breast. I thought Beth was telling me no until she slipped my hand under her retro K. D. Lang T-shirt. She was wearing a soft bra, and I could feel her nipples through the material. I could not help myself. I kissed Beth.. The conversation was sprinkled with good chemistry and it was obvious that we hit it off right away. When finally left the plane, Susan and I exchanged phone numbers. Although we talked quite often since we both traveled a lot for our respective companies so it took a couple weeks before we could make a date. To celebrate our finally getting together, we decided on a dress-update at a very nice restaurant that she had always wanted to try. When I arrived at her apartment, she didn’t disappoint.