Ever present, always watchful, waiting for a moment of weakness. Hunting, as though for prey. Seeking to find what lacks. Watching for it will do you ...o good, for just like a pot of boiling water, the more conscious you are of it, the further from your grasp it slips. Bittersweet and tantalizing, it seeks to wrap you in its’ embrace and hold on for good. It’s beautiful and tormenting, sly and brutally obvious. You want to deny it, to push it from your mind, but to try is to take all that is. I jumped in my seat as an electric shock of pleasure was sent up my spine. She giggled, the sound of music to my ears, and licked it again like a lollipop. I groaned in pleasure: this shit felt great!She then licked the head around and around without her tongue breaking contact with my dick as she stared up into my eyes. If this was her first then she was a natural; true I haven't felt anything else before but this was beautiful. She licked the underside of my cock, a place that caused me to. My surroundings consisted of the things around the rest area my eyes could make out in the relative darkness of the distance. My companion disappeared into the darkness as I decided to walk up the small hill, sit at the bench and have a smoke. Three steps in that direction bait became available and my sights homed in. The closer he got, the more I felt sexual heat roll through my six-foot form. When he was close enough to see, I felt my jaw begin to drop open. He stopped three steps from being. Markwas walking around when he saw this blond haired girl, very pretty, pass him by. She smiled as she passed which made him look back at her. Shehad on a mini-skirt and looked good enough to eat. The girl looked backand saw Mark looking and smiled again. "Boy would I like to dive underthat mini skirt and go to town on that pussy".Mark later made his way to the food court and to his surprise the girlwas there and sitting alone. Mark ordered something and sat at a table across from her so he.