I smiled knowing what he needed and so I dutifully put my mouth back to the hole.He pushed in and out in firm strokes as big as his short length would...allow and with an increase in the noise from his cubicle, I felt him twitch and thrust in my mouth. Then I tasted his come as a series of squirts gave he his hot liquid to swill around him as he fucked my mouth. I swallowed him down and I felt the action pull on his rapidly softening dick. He pulled back mid action which stretched his soft flesh. I tasted it. The sweat was salty. I moved my nose to the string from the ass. The cloth that was in between her ass cheeks soaking up the warm sweat as it seeped from her pores. The cloth that rested directly on this girl's asshole as she bent and dove and jumped and spiked the ball. The smell was incredible. It was a funky smell that only a sweaty girl can produce. I imagined what it was like to be that string in between those sweaty ass cheeks and experiencing the smell firsthand. I moved. Got laid the first time by an older woman when I was 16, she was 23, with 2 k**s and a husband. We did each other for awhile, but I never really had a lot of fun at it. My family was large, lower middle income, so I always had a job. When I was 17, I took a job cleaning the single movie theater in my home town, just on Sat. and Sun. mornings, with the guy who was the full time janitor there. Dude about 45-50, in shape sort of. We worked well together, got a rhythm going to where we had a lot. Then a fat guy came towards me. I was expecting a slim guy and with the face as in the Orkut profile. He identified me and told me his real name and asked me if I am ok with him. I had no words. I was listening to my dick and said yes. It had been many years I touched one. He said let’s go to his place and have some chat. I thought it is just going be some chat to understand each other and proceed.It was just a room with attached bath. He closed the room as soon as we entered and switched on.