His hands started roaming around my speedo. His hands were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well. Four big, masc...line hands all over my speedo, front, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was full erect.Then their hands were inside my speedo.Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs. Hands, everywhere. My balls, my cock, my butt hole.I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands. It took her a few moments to realize what the sensation was. The old man had left his cock in her throat so he could piss down her gullet straight into her belly. She would have a belly full of his piss and cum all without him ever pulling out of her throat.The realization washed over her that only a true slut, only the true Queen of the sluts would willingly allow someone to piss down her throat and use her as a human toilet. She gave in to the rush and felt something welling from within break. When she did I almost came. It was like an electric shock that was washing over my entire body. My knees went week. Once, twice, three times Sara stroked me. She leaned in and licked the tip ever so softly. Tasting the pre-cum, taking it on her tongue and sliding it over her lips, smiling up at me in such a sexy way. Without a word Sara took me in her mouth and swallowed me. Holding me in her throat, swirling her tongue to every part she could reach. I reached and tangled my fingers in her hair. We have one or two areas in our large garden that no one can see in to and as it was a warm day she readily agreed. I have to say that I was in heaven!I pulled up my trousers and expected Jo to put her clothes back on at least until we got to the more private areas in our garden but she was having none of that and walked as bold as you like out of our back door and across our decking totally naked and with me following behind.She was about 20 yards ahead of me when she got to the end of our.