I didn't want anything too upsetting to happen to her."She has some really distorted ideas about how things should be. Anything that doesn't fit in wi...h all her very finely established definitions of "normal" makes her extremely uncomfortable. No wonder she can't come, She only has this one pathway that's acceptable to her." I take it that you weren't able to please her either?" I never had the chance to even try. We spent all this time talking about what she didn't want and wouldn't allow.. You were obviously enjoying our little session! You look like a professional voyeur, binoculars and all.”“Actually,” he said, “I’m a bird-watcher.”“What sort of birds?” the man said jokingly.The woman sat up, cum still on her tits and her thatch, and said “Come over here and introduce yourself. We’re not embarrassed – neither should you be. I’m Diana and this is Mike, and we just love having sex in the outdoors.”“I’m Bill,” the watcher said. “I’m sorry I’ve spoiled your little – uh –. His legs began to shake. Our eyes never leaving each other, I opened my mouth again (as wide as I could) and slowly he pushed forward. Methodical hip movement began and slowly I took him in my mouth. As I sat there, Jim adjusted and carefully straddled my face. Hovering over me, my head tilted back, I could feel his cock swelling in my mouth. Sweat began pouring from his body and his muscles tensed when I reached up and held his balls for the first time. Noticing that I was having. "He's calling me a fag? I'm too high right now. I figure I'll pretend like I'm gonna do it then make fun of him for asking. I do little dance, teasing him, I wiggle my ass in front of dick like a lap dancer. Then out of no where he grabs my hips and pulls me on it. I'm sitting down on his massive poll, squishing it between his stomach and my ass cheeks. Its so huge and powerful under me."There you go, slut." He groans."This was your idea, don't call me a slut." I'm just k**ding, god. Your a.