John looked the young man up and down. He was tall, maybe a little over six feet and obviously he worked out. He looked to be about twenty-four or twe...ty-five. He was black and had bit of modelesque look to him. Again, they made eye contact. John felt his heart skip a beat. Not sure if the earlier moment was real or not he nevertheless ventured a bit of small talk. Hoping to get a feel for the guy."So, you ditched your friends, huh?" John said casually."Not exactly," the man replied. "I was the. He carried her a few feet away and lay her down then took off for the stream to wet a cloth and clean the blood from her face.When Roger returned to the woman she was writhing and moving more. Every movement she made caused her to groan. The wet rag on her face seemed to bring the woman back to consciousness. She looked up at Roger then tried to rise. He moved to hold her down and accidently pressed his hand on her breast. He immediately moved it and said, "Wait. You've been in an accident.. I wanted to bang her harder than she'd ever been banged. I wanted to reach deeper into her cunt than any man ever had before. I wanted to fuck her to an ecstatic orgasm that dwarfed any she'd ever experienced-especially the one she'd just had. That's what I wanted. But what I did was to shoot my wad after less than a minute of fucking Lynn.And when I say 'shoot my wad' I mean: blast a load of cum like none I can remember ever doing. I wasn't bringing Lynn to an orgasm, but I was having the. I've had better Fleshlights. That's a...... four." I heard you utter a little 'Ohhh', and my own hopes raised.And then the cock was at my mouth. And, despite being completely un-horny, and being filled uncomfortably with a huge dildo, I immediately gobbled at the proffered item. I was cold-ish, and slick and wet... oh... that was *your* saliva all over it. I admit, this almost started to turn me on a little bit.But it was serious work I was after now. I licked, and I nibbled, I cupped Master's.