It was monotonous work and the water was cold, but it was a full-time summer job which was the envy of many, and we were paid the enormous sum of sixt... new pence an hour, which would buy four pints of beer, or two gallons of petrol, or twenty First Class postage stamps for writing to Julie! Overtime at seventy-five pence an hour was even better, but that rate didn't start until we'd done a twelve-hour shift already.Mum let us use her old Mini to commute, which was essential, because the factory. He loved the fact that she kept her pussy bare. His cock was straining in his shorts and he knew he would have to end this game soon. “Two more chances to guess what it is. First, pull your shirt up around your waist. I want to see more of my wet pussy,” Joe told her. “Yes, Sir,” Joy replied, raising the t-shirt around her waist. “Open your mouth and tell me what you taste,” he said as he placed the tip of a strawberry against her lips. “Mmm, strawberry,” Joy moaned His cock twitched hard. Despite his exploration of her insides, her concentration did not waive. His excitement was perhaps due to his own imagination but could also very easily be influenced by her immense focus to his cock. She took breaks from sucking to look him and his reactions as she jerked his cock off with a firm and intense grip on his shiny, swollen head. After some begging on his part, they repositioned so that he could rub his horse sized cock head against her smooth thighs. The gleam in his eyes were. Despite this, she soon found her hips rolling and bucking to accept even more of him deeper into her. She began to moan as that thick meaty cock hit all the right spots in her just as his fingers and tongue seemed to have done moments before this. She had decided to accept what Todd had done, knowing there was no going back now. But then it dawned on her that she hadn’t seen him put on a condom. Oh no.She gripped his arms and tired to push him, but she knew they wouldn’t budge. She opened her.