"How did you ever guess," Chris said, very sarcastically, as he grabbed hold of my right hand and gently pulled it away from his dick. And then Chris leaned back in his seat and thrust his pelvis slightly-upward, as he was proudly displaying his fully-erect, perpetually-leaky penis to me, while at the same time, using his excellent penile muscle control to temporarily expand and then contract his large, flared-out dick-head at will, as well as to make his entire dick twitch and move around on its own. Of course, I had seen Chris's little impromptu "penis show" a thousand times before. But believe me, it never got old! "So what are you waiting for?" Chris asked impatiently, when he realized that I wasn't reaching back across to grab hold of his "performing" dick. Instead, I was just sitting there, interracial and quietly staring at Chris's throbbing penis, as if I were in a trance. It was hard for me not to treat this final sexual encounter with some reverence, because I sensed that this might be the last time that I would ever see or touch Chris's bare erect penis--or any other guy's bare erect penis, for that matter. "Go ahead and suck me," Chris suggested. "And then, I'll suck you . Okay? It'll be a lot safer that way." "Sure," I automatically replied, knowing exactly what Chris had meant by the term "safer." It was impossible for me to ignore the fact that Chris and I were sitting in the shadows of a lit public parking lot, where someone could walk by the car, look through Hardcore the transparent glass of the closed car windows, and catch Chris and I "in the act" at any moment. Keep in the mind that rear side car windows weren't tinted back then, like they usually are nowadays. And believe me, the last thing that Chris and I needed fetish was for us to get hauled off to jail for having a homosexual encounter in a public place. So it was imperative that one of us stay sitting up straight in the back seat of the car, to act as a lookout, the whole time that he was secretly getting his dick sucked by the other person. And it was my turn first to be that "other person." So despite my fears of getting caught, I leaned over into Chris’s lap, and blonde I gave him the best blow job that I possibly could. I licked his dick for a while, intentionally trying to drive him crazy with the tip of my wiggly tongue. I ran it up and down the underside of his dick-head and his shaft, and also pressed the tip of my tongue down into his piss-hole slit from time to time. And then I finally stuck his big, flared-out dick-head in my mouth, and I sucked away on it like a giant lollipop, while I was rigorously finger-pumping up and down on his stubby dick-shaft, trying my best to help him orgasm his ass off. Then I heard Chris try to give his usual orgasm warning to me, and I knew that I had succeeded in my quest to give him an awesome orgasm, because he was so excited that couldn't even get the whole phrase "I'm cumming" out of his mouth. Instead, he struggled in an out-of-breath, heavily-panting voice to blurt out in short staccato phrases, "Oh yeah. I'm cuh-- I'm cuh-- Ah. Ah. Ah!" The ironic thing was that I didn't even need an orgasm warning from Chris that night. I could tell by how exceptionally firm and swollen up Chris's dick-head was inside my mouth, that he was getting ready to unleash his "little sperm-volcano" any second. And of course, when he did, I let him cum in my mouth, which always made Chris very happy. But naturally, I didn’t try to swallow blowjob his ejaculating sperm at all--nor did he expect me to, knowing how negatively I felt about having the taste of sperm in my mouth. "Do you live around here?" she asked suddenly. King was our main stud dog, he knew what he was doing and once mated he was very calm and stood grasping his bitch from behind with his paws wrapped around her firmly but gently interracial as he flooded her, and he made my Dad a few bucks doing this. She just stared at me, waiting for me to say something else. The salesman clicked a few times then went over to a printer. Leah’s face was bright fetish red and saliva dribbled down her chin and hung in threads from the end of it. I probed my tongue into my pussy. and lunged his cock deep in my wet pussy and bucked his hips myself ive never needed dick inside me so badly in my life Ned blonde soon He pulled the chain and Manju’s head lifted while she was dancing. And the way you'll let us know which one of us it is, on Friday's you will when no one's around or very discreetly slip to one of us a pair of our panties. "GO Ahead, PUT YOUR FINGER IN A RING AND TUG IT," she laughed. He didn’t push overly hard, and he only moved forward a very little bit each time he pushed so she was able to tolerate it. He brushed it against the crack of her ass lightly. Without another word, I fish out her big black 8-inch flaccid cock and give it a kiss. “Vanessa would not lie to me,” he said. “I didn’t.” I simply replied. For some reason I thought the Christmas party was going to seem a little tame after tonight. Lindsey pulled herself off of his cock and stood up pressing herself against Brady. Her clothing was modest enough for a church visit, blowjob but the linen cloth that kept her rather above average breasts in place also meant the breasts were pressed together and giving me the option to watch a lot of naked skin from my current viewpoint Hardcore above her. The council was after all the ultimate law body. Feeling confused, I grabbed my phone. "I probably shouldn't do this, but I've been trying to piece this together all afternoon and I think I need another opinion." Brock had his work cut out for him. He quickly asked for another video. But your cunt is good - hot, juicy and tight." Ziva roared with laughter as she said, "You are truly as good as they say you are. I push a bit further into her.