“Make one false move and I,ll blow your ass out your stomach!” Hank promised. “You can stop sucking now Ma,am!” “Mexican stand off Man. You ...hoot me and I,ll shoot her!” “Are you a gambling man then?” Hank growled. “Why?” “Are you willing to stake your life on getting a blow job? If not drop your gun!” he ordered. The would be r****t decided not to go,through with his threat after all. “You win for now” the woman gratefully released his penis and git up to go vomit as few yards away spitting. Emma wasn't really paying any attention to Mitch, she only casually glanced out the window, but the sight shocked her. She quickly looked away at first, but was unable to stop herself from taking a second peek. She looked long enough to at least confirm that she had seen what she thought she'd seen. She quickly looked back down at the iced tea she was making, but the picture of Mitch's cock was burned into her mind now. She tried to think of something else, like when Mitch was a little boy, or. Martin was there and with a final grunt began shooting thick wads of cum into the back of my throat.Alison kept rubbing him and pointed it at my cheeks and face as he squirted more and more finally slowing down and putting it back in my mouth for me to lick clean. When he was totally spent Martin stood back with a deep sigh and Alison lent forward to lick her husband’s cum off my face. Michelle interrupted her.“No, leave it there like that and you can show the others when we get back,” she. I pulled Sarah to the edge of the mattress. I held her lovely legs in a vertical position with her ankles crossed. I kissed and licked along one of her calves and then I moved into position and rubbed the head of my shaft up and down the lips of her pussy. Sarah lay there, wide-eyed and breathless. Anticipation is a wonderful d**g. I love those first moments of penetration. It is such an intimate event when people surrender to lust and desire and passion. It is a moment of surprise and.