” She kissed me and said “granted, but let me suck your lund first.” She pushed me on bed. I was on my back. She mounted me and adjusted herself...over me to be in line with my lund. Before she gulped it in her mouth, i stopped her and asked, “before you start sucking, please trap my lund between your boobs and press it hard between them. This is how i dream of you.” She obliged and did exactly same. After some time, she freed my lund from her boobs and gulped it in her mouth. She started sucking. His t-shirt had been pushed up a bit by my writhing, exposing his surprisingly well defined abs and a spot of precum on his shorts. He adjusted himself a bit and the sight of him expertly handling his junk got me even more turned on. “See those trees behind the dune over there?” he asked. “That is where I am going take you right now.” “Okay,” I replied, still in a bit of a daze. He held out his hand and pulled me up close to him. I wanted to grab that bulge in his pants but before I could he. Is that understood?" "Yes Sir," she murmured. I pulled her off the bed and got her onto her knees. I grasped her ponytail and rubbed the head of my cock against her lips. My cock was bulging with excitement and my tip was dripping with pre-cum. She parted her lips and welcomed my hard cock into her mouth. She lapped her tongue at my head in the beginning then moved to my shaft. She stopped at only halfway in and I grunted. Under no circumstances was she going to take only half of my seven inch. Her lips were compressed with anger and when she spoke it was through clenched teeth: "I said, not here!"I said, "All right then, come on," and, grabbing her by the arm led her out of the crowd of dancers and onto the sidewalk behind the flatbed truck. She struggled to free herself from my grip as I dragged her along—but not hard enough to draw attention to herself. From the sidewalk I led her into the network of alleys between and behind the buildings there. I didn't take her far—only taking a.