Her head moved over my chest, sucking my left nipple in and swirling her tongue around it. Her hand grazed my stiffening cock. I stroked her curls and... began to rise up to embrace her. ‘I know you want it, baby. Wait a minute. I want to please you.’ ‘Yes, ma’am.’ I lay back down. She stroked my shaft, then let her fingertips linger on the bottom of the shaft near the head… ‘Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk.’ She was kissing my left thigh, while her other hand softly squeezing my buns. ‘Now, I wanna taste you,. I then meandered over to the restaurant and parked the car.I was still early so I turned on the audible book that I had been listening to while I was driving. Since music on the radio has a tendency to cause me to become drowsy while I’m driving, I listen to recorded books. I started doing that back when you could rent a book on cassette tapes at one truck stop and return it at another truck stop on down the road. All of that listening, as well as my reading I believe has helped with these. All day i fantasized about bending over in my new assess undies and feeling a big, sweaty nut sack slapping against my ass and a nice hard cock loosening my poopshoot. Hard and horny i went looking for a big cock to break me and my jockstrap in. I went to a few bars in dupont circle, but i was mostly hit on by older white men who i knew wouldn't be able to satisfy my cock craving. I got back late, and alone, and resigned myself to the fact that i would be spending the night alone.. The moans were like her whole body was in raking heat pleasure. Those bastards could hear her. They could see her. Outstretched, on her back, in a passive condition, cunt dripping, in full heat, moooaaaning for cock. wanting cock so badly that she could be fucked at that moment by anybody, not just her husband, anybody, even THEM could have a chance to fuck her juicy cunt.Her heat, desire and moans would draw the animal instincts of anyone and although my mind was struggling to accept that my.