..He...he's tugging the rear of my jeans down! Oh yes! He's gonna fuck me!The front of my jeans is still up, covering my cock. I hear pants being unzi...ped behind me. It's happening! He's pressing his cock against my ass lips now...wow, it feels bigger than it did when it was in his pants!"I want it..."God, I can't believe how slutty I turned for this train m*****er! My pussy's oozing juices all over his cock, my cock's leaking precum like crazy, I need to cum!"Aah!"He did it! I yelped out in. The frat boys had semis and me watching. The black guy started stroking his dick back and forth and back and forth. This caught the attention of the frat boys too and soon all 5 of us were jerking off. It didn't take long before the old guy shot his load in the urinal and left. The college boys were now talking about some hot chicks and they both laughed and stepped back away from the urinal to see who could shoot their load the furthest. They both came about the same time and shot huge. Gathering and spreading her limp thighs, her well-worn cunt naturally tilted upward ... open and inviting. I admired the raw sexual beauty of the temptress in my possession for a moment before leaning in and burying my face in her perfumed neck. At the same time, I let my hips slither between her open thighs until they had positioned my throbbing cockhead at her slick entrance. Foregoing any pleasantries of tender love, I instinctively flexed my haunches, and with a lightning quick stroke,. Had it really happened? Had his tongue really been on her clitoris, her hands on the back of his head, gently guiding him? For what, four maybe five seconds? Had he felt the warmth of her stomach pull away from his forehead as she inhaled when he hit a certain spot? Or had it been a brief daydream? A new fantasy he’d invented as he watched her move in her summer dress. Only his glances to confirm the panties still peeked out from the couch kept him more or less sure he’d been there.As we moved.