Oh shit. You lower the zipper so slowly...this is torture. I finally feel the cool air on my hard dick, but not for long. Both your hands turn their a...tention to my cock. You stroke me with both hands. I’m breathing harder, focusing on the road with all the control I have left. Fuck me. You dip your head into my lap, lightly kissing the head of my dick, savoring the taste of me. My hips involuntarily ease up trying to turn the kiss into more. I need to be in your mouth, baby. Don’t tease me. “Hurry up!” Des yelled. He held my head as I gargled his balls teasing him. “She might walk through the door any moment. Hurry up, Isha!” he yelled. I pulled his slippery dick out of my mouth.“What are you scared now?” I asked laughing. "I thought this is what you wanted?” he wasn’t saying any of this earlier, when he was fucking me, and he didn’t cover my mouth at all.He groaned bobbing my head on his dick.Suddenly, the sound of keys shaking filled the house. I heard keys in the living room.I. .. With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really nervous. He's always shied away from conflict let alone physical altercations. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open. Harper.’ She blinked her eyes slowly and gave me an absolutely smoldering look as she said, ‘Can he come out and play? Please…’ in a little girl voice. I just nodded and said, ‘Oh yes…’ The yes was a bit drawn out as Bree chose that moment to slide her mouth over my cock. She ran both hands down its length as she gently sucked on the head. If felt absolutely amazing. She then cupped my balls with one hand and reached the other around to my ass to pull me closer as she started working her mouth.