However once in a while I am so horny that the thought of getting a blowjob by a guy turns me on. During these times I unlock the door with the hopes ...hat someone will come in and give me a blowjob. This time somebody did. I am not really attracted to men or wasn't at that time, but this guy was fairly young, mid thirties in shape and good looking. Not your normal cock hawk. Instead of getting on his knees to suck my cock he unzipped his pants and brought out his cock. I wasn't really sure what. But she had asked, so I wasn’t going to let her down. I pushed my cock against her lips and forced it down as deeply as it would go, in one single movement. She gagged and spluttered, so I pulled out, but her mouth opened again, so I went down again. I’d never throat fucked her before in my life, and I felt a sense of power as I used her like this. She took it all down, though she was spluttering and a white sticky froth came out as I pulled back. But whether by chance or design, the grip on. I carry on walking along with my cock out looking for a place to stop where I can strip off my shirt and trousers and stroke my cock. I come to a slightly muddy clear bit of the path and see what looks like fresh footprints in the mud. There are 2 sets and from the looks of them it's a man and a woman. I move a little more slowly being careful to make as little noise as possible. They may just have been passing through but they could still be around as there were no prints going the other way.. It was eery and unsettling as hell.Jason reached out and experimentally touched his mother’s shoulder but he got no response. He pushed a little harder and she rocked gently on the spot - swaying under his touch. Jason took his hand back and subconsciously rubbed it on his pants - weirded out despite himself. From Emma he had learnt there was no point attempting to get their attention or talk to them; the only thing that had broken the spell had been taking the ring from her.He moved back in.