He was jacking my cock, still lying between is ass cheeks. He moved back and forth, and then I let out a small moan. I whispered in his ear “that fe...ls great, but I’m about to blow, do you still want to fuck my boycunt?”He bent forward and stopped the porno and looked at me and said” yes, I want to fuck your tight boycunt long and hard.” He got up walked over to the middle of the room. I went over to him and got on my knees, then spread my legs wide apart, showing my ass hole. He knelt down and. “You’re in Mississippi,” the bartender said. “What you expect?”“I’m new in town. Looking for something to do.”“There’s no Disneyland here. We don’t cater to tourists.”“I’m not a tourist.”“You ain’t from around here.”“I’m new in town, but not a tourist.”The man on the stool turned toward Steele with a scowl. His narrowed eyes looked like he was trying to read Steele’s mind. Sally had said they didn’t like her kind at the Old South Inn. Did they like anyone?“So what about it?” Steele asked the. ‘I love you’ he whispered as he lowered his mouth to hers again, her hands moving to separate his robe from his body so she could once again feel the heat of his flesh against hers. He moved to accommodate her movements, allowing the robe to slide off his frame, and once again place his nakedness against her own. Almost without thought her legs separated, placing his pelvis against her as she slowly started to grind in slow circles, feeling his hardness pressed against her swollen pussy lips.. For a moment the room was almost silent as they looked at each other. Ian was still wearing the same clothes he had on at dinner—a dark blue polo shirt and khakis, a combo that made him look like a young executive fresh from the yacht club. Ian looked away first, going to his computer to turn on some music—a loud, fast piece, heavy on the guitars and drums. Jess gave him a quizzical look."You don't want Kyle knowing you're here, right? So we need to drown out any noises you make." What makes.