’ Cool. So, I see you kept your job.”“Yup. Keep the change. I got someone waiting for me,” I said, as I paid her, then left.“She’s got him...bad…”~~~As I looked to see where Daisy dragged me the first time we met, I thought about how me and my friends talked about girls daily in high school. The questions were: Who would get that pussy? Which girl is a freak? Which girl is a slut? All of this because for the first time they see a g-string up their butt. It’s sad really. But I, on the other hand,. ’ Katlynn’s eyes widened, ‘Oh! Well, I’m impressed then!’ and as an afterthought, ‘So why didn’t you just catch the next train?’ Sam felt his face grow warm with embarrassment, and his cheeks tingled. He swallowed, and muttered, ‘Can’t be late for work.’ His eyes darted to the floor and then back to her face. A cheeky wee smile danced at the corners of Katlynn’s mouth, which she managed to suppress but not before he noticed, ‘Oh, aye, of course!’ The next 15 minutes flew by as they settled. Beryl definitely loves to give head and she is definitively an experienced expert at it.When my climax finally ends, she slowly withdraws my cock from her throat and mouth, clears her throat, swallows, and sucks my cock back into her mouth, lets me once again pull her face against my stomach to force every inch of it down her throat. I continue to slowly fuck Beryl’s tight throat until my cock turns flaccid, then pull it out for the last time.“Wow, Beryl, you are really got at that,” I say in. “This has been a wonder time, Nick. We all owe you and Sam a lot.”“We’ve enjoyed it as much, I assure you. Especially Sam.” He looked in the other room without moving. “Speaking of which, I thought she might be here. She wasn’t in the bed.”Betty giggled, pulled him to the back door and opened it slightly to lean out and look to the side. There, behind some lawn furniture, was Harley humping vigorously into Sam. He shook his head.Betty handed him two mugs of coffee. “That is an amazing woman you.