The two guys with birds disappeared leaving me with Angie so I got the car out and took her back to the caravan park where she was staying. I was prob...bly in bed by 6.I woke up about 12.30 midday and went upstairs to have a coffee, looking out across the bay I could see there was a cracking surf, just right for body surfing probably 6-8ft and it was just about low tide. So donned my togs, gathered my shortie wet suit, fins and a towel and strolled down to the cliff top and walked along it for. I was so happy being a cock slut. It had been quite some time, I had not sucked any manly cock and now I was granted with the best. I vividly remember, reaching up with one of my hands and started to hold, tickle his balls. He appreciated my move and gave me a long, deep moan as a reward.He kept holding my head and worked a steady rhythm of skull fucking me without ever letting the tip of his cock slip out of my lips. I was totally lost in the lust; till I felt his ball tighten in a knot and. I hadn't felt such a tight hole since having fucked my virgin girlfriend in high school. I never wanted my pounding into her to end. When I blasted into her rectum, she let out a little squeal of pleasure in contrast to my loud animalistic grunts.This was the finale for the evening. She had to be up early to make the rounds early the next morning. She had dinner with the studio people, climbing into bed with me after midnight."Did you have a good day, baby?" Yes, it was good, except for guys. As the room began to thicken with the smoke, Jeremy passed the blunt to Damon and took a swig of bourbon straight from the bottle, and then he pulled his IPod out of his pocket and began playing some music. As Damon finished the blunt and put it out on the hood of Stephan’s car he sat down on the hood with Jeremy, they were both drinking bourbon out the bottle. “So Damon what else did you get off the dealer?” he asked with curiosity.Damon pulled several bags out of oh his inside jacket pocket.