I ran my hand up and down his shaftfollowing my mouth up and down. Slowly, running my tongue over his balls andthen sucking his sack gently and then u... his shaft with my tongue again.Over the head of his hard cock I swallowed the length of his shaft deep into mythroat and left it there for a few seconds before slowly sucking my wayback to the head again. I wanted to give him the best blow jobs he had ever had.He continued talking on the phone but I knew he was getting close as Icontinued to. So I withdrew slightly, still holding her head in a way that she couldn’t move, and started a slow and steady thrust of my dick down her oesophagus. It was like the tightest pussy you could ever imagine, but with LOADS more ripples of movement, PLUS the added thrill/fantasy of FORCING the bitch to take it against her will!The intensity of the situation was rapidly getting the better of me – I faced the instant decision ‘Do I carry on and shoot my load into this pretty girls gullet – or is there. Not to mention the tell-tale bulge in mypretty pink knickers. Fortunately it was not a windy day.We met up with some of the others I had seen the day before. They smiledand seemed to look approvingly at my appearance. My large bust and prettylegs. Or were they really mentally undressing me - like the boys and menprobably were? Were they imagining what I would look like without thedress? Wondering what colour knickers I was wearing? I could feel myselfblushing. Now I was beginning to know what. "CUM! That's cum, I tasted in her pussy. Oh Fuck! She's found another man!"It felt like my heart had been ripped out. Emptiness filled me and I began to cry. I was thinking she had just given me a 'goodbye fuck.'I stopped crying and sat there wondering what I had done wrong. Thinking, over and over, what I could have done better or different. Devastated by the thought of losing her.Time had stopped."I'm back." Her cheerful happy voice rang out. "You still sitting there?" She walked over and.