.. for the next several days I'd walk past in the morning and see a guy sitting on his small motor bike, looking around... I was sure he was a bathroo... perv... he was in his late 20's... a cutie... sandy blonde hair with aviator mirrored sunglasses wearing blue jeans and a suede leather jacket... I tried to not directly look at him every time I passed by... by the 3rd day i just couldn't take it anymore... I had to find out if he was or wasn't... I wore my too tight tank top and my little. What suddenly burst from the end was like nothing I could imagine. Firstly his sperm was hot. Not the normal lukewarm love-juice, but almost steaming as it basted my tonsils. Secondly, there was a lot of it. I thought he was on his third shot when that first quart of ball batter subsided, and the second shot was even bigger. Of course I took that one on the face since I’d choked and pulled back on the first shot, cum bubbled out from my lips, sliding down the titanic tool in a thick sheet.. Ugly commanded. I saw my wife continue to look at Mr. Ugly, biting her lip, and unzip her dress and let it fall in a puddle at her feet. What a magnificent sight! She was just in panties and a shelf bra. Her panties were almost like a thong, a big expanse of her white ass was on display nicely offset by her tan lines. The contrast between her tan and her white ass screamed that this was private territory, previously well covered, not exposed to others, but it was now. Despite how skimpy her. She pulled my jeans off letting my hard cock free, which she took in her hand and licked the head before taking it in her mouth. She lightly sucked and licked as I held her hair in my hand, I knew I wouldn't last long like this so pulling her off she climbed onto me and started to rub my cock against her pussy. I could tell she was equally turned on as her pussy was glistening wet, her precum and mine mixing making her even wetter.Slowly she worked my cock into her pussy, she was tight, but.