.Wo kabhi kabhi mje main gand se puri upar uth jati aur wo bas aaah ysss yaaa kar na aaditya nhi bardash ho rha krne lgi aur jhad gyi phir usne mujhe ...niche kar liya aur ek ek karke sare kapde utarte huey chum rhi thi aur mere lund ko hath main le k chusne lgi main bas ummmmm yaaa tzzzz kas k jaan kat k bas yhi chilla rha tha aur wo paglo ki tarah lund chus rhi thi mera lund lal ho gyaPhir mne uske boobs k beech main lund rakha jitni baar main boobs se aage lund ko karta wo utni baar muh main le. When I reached for Jerry's flailing arm and happened to notice his wristwatch and the time. It had taken 10 minutes to get us into our pants and into the car. We were already over two hours late and we still had a 15 minute drive to contemplate how we would be received at the Pettersen home.Huley was doing her best to put herself together, giving her hair several short brushes before pushing the brush into her handbag and snapping it shut. Jerry and Petri were talking in monotones, encouraging. There was room in the tractor seat for a driver and one other person, probably the tour guide.We unhooked all but one of the carts and decided to take a short tour. We didn't want to go very far, but this was a golden opportunity to look around the immediate area in reasonable comfort. I had left word not to expect us back for about 90 minutes, so we still had a little over an hour before we needed to return to the rest of the group.I climbed into the seat beside Cathy, and Mark and Cindy sat. It was a normal Friday night. I was kneeling on the porno booth floor, stripped to just my pantyhose and a smile. My mouth was full of a nice, long, slender cock that was tickling a couple inches down into my throat and back out again.He pulled until just the very tip was in my mouth let loose a load of thick cum that would drown a horse. Needless to say I choked a little, and cum gushed from the sides of my mouth and onto the floor and on my pantyhose. When I was done downing gulp after gulp.