I have heard of that, but never experienced it before. This is the first time I have ever tasted myself, do I taste good to you? I think I taste delic...ous, what do you think?"I just slid down and started lapping her juices again as I looked up at her. She smiled.She pulled me up again, at least until my cock hung up on her pussy. She reached down and rubbed the tip on my cock on her pussy a few times, she found her clit and three to four strokes brought out a squeal and another spray of her. I argued that we would be much better off planning to pull over every 30 minutes or so in a highway lookout or rest-stop and make sure our overwhelming needs didn’t cause unsafe driving. I pointed out that between him and his 6’11” mountain-of-a-man physique hungering for me, and me and my 3-year-dry-spell-mountain-of-untapped-sexual-energy, we could at any point generate an explosion from our sheer proximity to each other. So really, one could say that I was arguing for the safety of everyone. Anyone approaching it could be seen. Overhearing our conversation would be impossible without being seen. George noticed my scan of the surroundings. ‘Feeling that you are being watched, eh? Wondering who knows things they shouldn’t know?’ I nodded. ‘That’s why I choose this room for myself. You cannot be overheard. What’s the problem?’ ‘Queen Serena has invited Lisa and me to dinner tonight.’ ‘What is so unusual? You are friends.’ ‘Yes, but she was due to meet us officially the day after. Then she unzipped my pants and took my stiff penis in her hand. “It's so warm and thick,” She said. She started to move her hand but then stop. “I'm going to give you a special treat. That most humans can't handle. I’m sure for you this is only a piece of a pie.” Her head soon went underneath the table. Not to soon after my cock felt like it was melting like ice-cream on hot summer day. I could feel her tongue wrapping around my dick. She made a quick pause, and slowly removed her tongue from.