He was so close! Just a few-“A-ah!!” Mayla gasped, pressing herself deep into him, hilting herself, feeling every inch of him caress her, squeeze ...er, milk her as she came inside of him.He felt it, his toes curling as he felt each hot rope of cum stain his insides, she was so deep, he was so close! He hoped each pulse of her eager cum would be enough to just tip him over the edge, but frustratingly, his fire dimmed, so close to the edge it began to pull him away.Frustrated, but in another way. Which led to the realization that, at some point, if I was very very lucky, I'd be able to fuck him. And as soon as I realized that, I had a hard time thinking of anything else.I hadn't seen him naked since we were kids, and I was overcome with curiosity about what he was like under all those stupid clothes. I knew he was solid, and strong. Was he hairy? Was he big? His girlfriends had all spoken glowingly of his prowess, and that he was 'plenty big enough' down there. But I wanted to see it. I. He did not, however, and was nice enough to wait for her to come back, although he attentively watched her titts and butt jiggle as she hurried back into the shelter of the taxi. She was secretly thanking her lucky stars that it was a weekday and no one from her neighbourhood saw her naked form. Jasmine slipped the driver the money, and told him Alice?s address. Being naked in public for the first time in her life had made her realize how safe she felt within the confines of the taxi, where at. I pulled my truck into the parking lot and went in. I had been driving for 12 hours straight, and it felt really good to be able to stretch my legs. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the low light in there. As I stepped to the side out of the way of the door and waited for my vision to adjust, my nose was assaulted by the distinct odor that permeated the air of the joint. An aroma that any biker, trucker, or oilfield roughneck would instantly recognize. A smell compounded of.