Julie pouted.We were somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The people at our destination expected us vaguely "sometime before Friday", which meant that ...f we sank into the mud, they wouldn't even start looking for our entombed bodies for two or three days.When the big bolt of lightning did come, the house that it outlined wasn't particularly old or creepy-looking, but we made for it as quickly as your standard B-movie guy and gal. The engine died just as we pulled into the driveway. As I waded up. I decide that maybe taking a walk in Glasgow in the middle of winter is not the best idea as it starts to rain I see some trees and what looks like a Victorian toilet block so I run over to get out of the rain for a bit. Doesn’t look like its going to go off anytime soon so I decide to go have a piss in the toilet. As I go in I can tell I’m not alone, in one of the cubicales is one HOT Ned ( the Scottish version of a chav) “awrite man”, he goes I politely nod and head over to the urinal. Now. I can still remember how his cock throbbed and pulsed as he filled my mouth with his tasty cum. I felt his veins pulsing and felt the semen pulsing through his cock and into my mouth. I had to swallow two times to keep from choking. His cum was a little bitter-tasting, probably because he is a smoker, which I didn't mind. That made it even nastier and exciting for me, and I really enjoyed feeling his cum slide down my throat. Sometimes cum is rather bland tasting, so it's nice when it's. ..like, a lot. One type of thing in particular, which is where this story starts.So I walked into my apartment with Kara, my on-again, off-again girlfriend...well, maybe not girlfriend...we fucked, y'know? Anyway, we got in and heard Kyle and his girlfriend Stacy going at it. We snickered and snuck all quiet-like into my bedroom, closing the door and lying down on my bed, listening. The walls of the apartment were thin, so it was easy to hear everything. They were going hard and fast, both of.