Time hadno meaning.He could feel a pain in his guts. He felt like he had eaten far too much.There was a soft whoosh and the vacuum that held his hands...in placeceased. His hands were free. He started to reach for his aching belly.The visor scrolled a new message: PLEASURE PHASE 2 - BEGIN BREASTMANIPULATIONHe slowly reached his aching hands up to his hairy chest and started tofondle the big, soft breasts in his bra.His tiny nipples felt warm and nice.The cock in his ass began to grow and pulse. I excused myself and went outside for some air. I found a dark spot, away from the windows, and gazed at the stars. I heard the door to the pub open and then swing shut, then footsteps behind me. My heart sank, thinking it was Mike, or worse, Chris. I heard someone snap a cigarette lighter, and caught the whiff of smoke. A figure moved into my line of sight. "Hi, want one?" I turned, and saw the guy from earlier. He held a packet of cigarettes out, gently shaking them in my direction. Not a. I had rarely cum in a woman’s mouth during my limited sexual history. Rob’s sister and Daisy used oral primarily as foreplay—a prelude to actual fucking—so I was sure that Sara would move soon to straddle my hips and slide down my eager tool. However, that was my second surprise of the morning. If anything, her sucking and licking became even more intense until I felt the surge within my abdomen. “Sara! Sara! I’m….” And then it was too late. Five times semen exploded from my body. Dee let go off my face and was now struggling to pull up my Tee. I adjusted myself so she could slip off my Tee. Once my Tee-shirt was off Dee threw it in the corner and began to rub my chest with her warm hands. She seemed to love feeling my smooth but hard chest and would often scratch lightly too.I was in love with the sensation and was dying to feel her too. As I tried to slip my hands under her spaghetti top from the back but Dee suddenly broke the kiss and moved her head back.I looked at.