Her hand continues to caress my manhood."Quickie?" she smiles at me in the dark and then kisses me.Her breath tastes of red wine, which we drank durin... our lovemaking, and sleep. Her body reeks of stale sex and perfume. She is still sexy as hell, even with her smudged makeup, stale breath and her bruised and semen-clotted vagina.I roll her on her back and my tongue slides into her mouth at the same time as my erection slides into her buttery cunt. Her legs instinctively ride up and pantyhosed. Craig leaned over a little and whispered, "Your friend, Joslin's a live wire. I'm not sure Tim will know what to do." It's okay. He won't have to know. Joslin will tell him exactly what to do. When to do it, how to do it and where." I laughed then added, "And the where won't much matter to Joslin."Craig didn't reply but he did look a little concerned for his mate."It's okay, don’t worry, he'll be fine."Twice we crossed major roads and he held my hand as we crossed which I thought was sweet of. "Stop!... I want to hear you beg first." Michael watched her eagerly as he chanced his luck.Grace had been waiting a long time for this and was nervous of saying the wrong thing, after a brief pause to think, she did her very best to pursuade him. "Can.. Can I help you empty your bowels please Sir? I want you to watch me and wank as I swallow your shit, piece by piece. I know i'm just a fat pig and I don't deserve it but if you are feeling generous I would like to crawl over there and suck your. Nine.The big hairy strange cock thrust in and out of my mouth faster and faster. More and more salty sweet slime poured across my tongue and down into my stomach. I sucked harder and harder, steadying myself against the booth wall. I wanted that massively long fat hard cock. I wanted it stretching my jaw and lips, the curve of it arching and shoving into my mouth, and the thick white erotic flow of creamy precum coating my tongue and throat.Thick hot white cum blasted out from the huge.