I wanted to have his cock. I placed my hands on it through the jeans and the car stopped. We were in a secluded corner of the car park, near some tree... and behind the toilets. I pulled down his trousers and boxers, his cock jumped out at me. It was beautiful. Perfectly sculpted, every vein was perfect. I leaned over and he placed his head gently on the back of my head and he moaned as I flicked my tongue on the head of his cock. It tasted of nothing really, not what I expected at all. I teased. He realized it was better I just go and then head to bed than make me wait. He told me it was all right when I apologized. My penis already out and going. I tried really hard while there to see him. It was foggy and there were very few clear sections where his hands, or other parts of his body touched the glass door. I could see the outline of his head and chest, even a little bit of his ass when he would move back toward the shower head. I wanted him to turn around so it would be a view of his. Abhay bhi bed pe aa gaya aur mom ke choot ki khol ke uspe thook dia aur usse choot pe faila dia . Abhay ne mom ke tango ko apne baho se utha lia aur uske bich me ghoos gaya . Uska lund mom ke choot ke darwaje pe khara tha . Phir wo dhire dhire mom ke choot me lund dalne laga . Mom ahhhhh ahhhhh ki aawaj nikalne lagi. Mom ke choot me abhay dhire dhire apna pura lund dalne laga. Mom ke choot me abhay ka lund 5 min baad bahut teji se andar bahar karne laga aur mom jor jor se ahhhh ahhhh kar rahi. Just be there.” Jason snapped at her. He then wrote his address on a piece of note pad paper and handed it to Sandra. He then turned and walked away. Jason arrived home at about five-thirty that afternoon. There, on his porch, sat a disgusted looking Sandra Mills. His powers of command were apparently as strong as ever. When she spotted Jason she stood and began to yell. “Well it's about fucking time. I've been waiting here for over an hour. Now, what the fuck do you want with.