I can feel the vibrations from your ass through your cock. You pumped feverishly over and over. The faster the vibe goes in and out of your ass, the f...ster you fucked my mouth. One thrust, two thrusts, three, and four then five. Your body started to tense, your balls were so full you needed to release now...... I screamed with a mouthful of your cock, “CUM FOR ME NOW, RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!" Six pumps and seven - you shot your thick hot load down my throat. Still pumping...squirting. You were. It was, in my opinion, the easiest job I had ever had. During the nights you sort of gain a rep with a lot of the regulars. The railway workers were a hoot to talk to as they all seemed to be comedic geniuses, no matter what mood I was in they could make me laugh like nobodies business. Then you’d always get your grumpy business men who by talking to them you would think all they wanted to do was sleep but no they would stand there for hours just chatting away, I attributed that to them being. She had drawn veritcal lines on her face. Overall, she looked like a cross of something out of Mad Max and Dawn from Cry for Dawn."Sup man!" Hi Jess!" At barely 5 foot, her head only came up to my chest, but I could still feel her huge tits press against me as she gave me a hug. I just prayed that she didn't feel my erection press against her. "It's been too long." Let's go inside." We go inside and I ask for a table outside. At first, the hostess said no because it was getting too dark to be. “Yes, why?” “Are you hard?” “Um, yeah, why?" “Were you planning to jack-off?” Now she was sounding a bit more animated. “Definitely, why?” “Are you already naked?” Giggling. “What’s going on, Em?” “I want a picture.” Just like that. So matter-of-fact. “What?” “I want a picture of your hard, naked cock. I’ve been thinking about it all day. If I can’t have the real thing, then I want a picture. Send me one now, and I promise I’ll leave you alone until tomorrow.” “And if I don’t?” “Then.