. all I wanted was cock... "Why don't you see what's in the package, bitch boy." I had completely forgotten how this all started. Coming out of my coc... sucking stupor, I fumbled with the packaging, opening the box while his cock bobbed up and down next to my face. I was tearing through the box like a k** at Christmas, only not because I wanted the gift... I wanted to get back to sucking that cock! Within the box, its contents included: a 9" dildo with suction cup, two bundles of nylon rope, a. However he had been in Africa for six weeks with out sampling any of the local talent, he hoped that this was about to change. Once she settled in introductions were made. She said her name was Julie. She was a twenty-year-old art major from New York, and she had been in Africa for six months studying and was on her way home for a long needed break. Dave was quite taking with the young woman because not only was she just about the hottest thing he had seen since Anita, but she was smart. As she slipped into the driver's seat, I glimpsed her stockings, which she wanted me to know she was wearing. I had already noticed her suspender bumps. As we kissed again, her open wet mouth made my cock throb. We couldn't wait to get back to her house, so drove along the country lanes at speed.We were all over each other as soon as she closed the door behind us. We just about made it to the kitchen kissing passionately, as I ran my hands over her skirt, feeling the outline of her panties,. So, I was content to spend the rest of my night enjoying the music and the view. At the end of the show I walked up to a small table off to the side of the stage intending to purchase a CD. At that exact moment, he of the wonderful voice and gorgeous blue eyes appeared. “You guys are great,” I said with a grin, holding up my newly purchased CD as proof of my opinion. “Well, thanks,” the minute he spoke I was gone. He had that soft southern accent, not the hick think kind, but the kind that made.