He pumped his cum into her pussy and got off her. "God damn! That was something else!" he told her. He helped her up, then noticed the big puddle on h...s seat! "Shit", the poor guy was pissed, though it was well worth it I figure. His seat would dry, and meantime, he would have the smell of Sherry's pussy to remember her by! He drove away and Sherry went back inside hoping Susie was back. Susie was back at their table, smiling and talking to the other two guys from Sherry's pool game. When. Unfortunately, he didn't have an umbrella but Lou had one. The obnoxious salesman was the one to come to Sam's rescue, to walk beside her through the downpour, her hero. Bastard! James thought, scowling at him.The rain had made the streets and sidewalks slippery. Watch your step, Sam, James thought. He'd hate to see her take a fall on the asphalt or concrete.No sooner had he thought this thought than it happened. Samantha, stepping from the crosswalk, onto the sidewalk in front of the high-rise. With a grin of victory you lower your head to my waiting wetness. I watch as you slowly pull your fingers from my slit and lick my juice from them. Finally, after what seems an eternity, you lower your head and I feel your tongue against my lips…sliding between them, licking the whole from where my juices flow so readily. My breathing is ragged and unsteady as you pull my lips between your teeth and gnaw at them. I am shaking and ready to explode as I feel your tongue flick out over my clit. "you can keep the thong as a momento",she giggled.This happend up until we both had steady relationships.About a month later i had a week of work and couldn't get the"If I had a cock" comment out of my head so I thought "fuck it" an hour later I was sat in a pub in gay area of manchester half pissed with a bottle of poopers in my pocket,terrified and out of my depth.After about an hour a buisness guy about 40 well groomed came over."Ok if i sit here?" sure mate" i replied.We ended up.