" Ohhhh god no no no John!" she cries as she feels what could only be the head my cock poking and prodding her thighs and butt. " Noooo Joooohhhhnnnn!...!!" she cries. I have to have her. I leaned over her nakedness with my cock hanging down dripping clear drops of lube. Mogan’s eyes widened at the sight of my cock, she tries to scoot back from me and as she turned to the side, the sight of her delicious ass presented itself to me. As if by instinct I lunged on top of her, my hands gripped her. Used as a depraved slut, because I knew then that was exactly what I was. I felt his cock throb in my mouth, his hand was on the back of my head, he thrust his hips forward, and I nearly gagged, then he came, in several powerful jets of wonderful come, which filled my mouth, I made sure I got every drop, then swallowed it all, something I’d never done for my husband, I’d not even let him come in mouth, that was dirty wasn’t it, something the sluts did, something I would never do. Until now!I. She sucked on my tongue like her mouth was a vacuum. My young f******n year old cock was rock hard as we kissed passionately. I knew she could feel it press into her. While one of her hands caressed my neck and kept my face pulled into hers, I let my hand slide down and creep up her skirt. I eased my hand into her knickers and into her thick bush of pubic hair that covered her pussy. One of my fingers snaked through her jungle and into her already wet cunt ike it had a mind of its own. Mum. We had both been waiting for a long time for this connection and finally he was inside me. He continued thrusting hard into my arse and talking to me as he did it. “Do you love that you’re being fucked in the arse in the terminal of the Toronto International?” “Yes Master John, I love it!” “Do you love that you’re going to be MY slut for the next week?” “Mmmmmmm, Yes Master John, I love it.” I gasped panting from his thrusts. “Do you know that we will be fucking where ever and WHENEVER I want.