Then Rachele finally realized what the problem was. Her legs were moving at a normal rate, but her actual forward movement was as if she were trying t... run in a swimming pool.Nonetheless, she carried on in this fashion for several minutes, refusing to let the futility of the task deter her from doing what she was supposed to do. Then, for no particular reason, she decided that it was all ridiculous. There was no point trying to carry her friend away from the darkness. Death was already inside. He started to undo my jeans and I stopped him, not because I didn’t want him to play with me, but because of where we were parked. I didn’t want today to be about sex I wanted to try and figure out my feelings. So my little head took over and I started the car and drive down the road looking for a secluded spot to stop because now he has me hard and I want him, BAD. I pull into what looks like a factory that has been abandoned and park behind the building. I put the car in park, push my seat. She swallowed every drop and quickly got on her feet. Robert's fun was now over as they engaged in small talk while getting dressed. They exchanged goodbyes and the night went on. It was midnight when Robert pulled into his driveway. He almost felt guilty as he figured Carla’s night didn't go so well. “Honey, I’m home,” he shouted as he entered the house. However, there was no reply. Robert searched the house twice before finally realizing that Carla was not home. He paced up and down. A head job, as a matter of fact. In her mouth, Barry’s dick twitched and swelled, and she knew her expert tongue work was having the desired effect. She reached forward with her tongue, and managed to jam his cock in the very rear of her throat, as he began to writhe and moan, and his pelvis began to buck in orgasm. The first spurt hit the back of her throat and she swallowed it without effort. The next two were similarly consumed, but the fourth and fifth were too much for the cocksucking.