I’m a bit cock-crazy right now and I want more. I turn my car toward the off-ramp into downtown. I drive to the dark part of the arcade’s lot an... stop to fix my hair. A naughty husband walks by the front of my car leering. I see his jeweled ring. Naughty, naughty…bad boy. He pauses and rubs his cock through his trousers, the international sign for “seeking action.” I know he wants me to blow him. I unroll my window and motion him over. He looks around and walks over and kneels down to. ..Oh shit I won't make it too my creek before I start to feel like I am masturbating. But, oh no it feels so nice the more Gretchen canters the more I feel like cumming I grab on to the nearest object which just so happens to be Gretchen.I hold her hair so hard then I press my lips onto the back of her head and begin to kiss my little Gretchen. My hips begin too move up and down on her back and then I realize that we have reached the creek but oh fuck i don't want to stop I don't want to stop!. Alan gave orders, she followed them. She stood up and still as he undressed her. No protest; no reactions. He led her, compliant, to his bedroom. She knew what would happen in his bed, but just followed.There were no kisses while he stripped and fondled her body to get acquainted with it, put his uncircumcised erection in her mouth and ordered, “Suck it hard!”She wasn’t too skilled at that since it was not usually done in her novels.When he worked his cock into her “cunt”, as he was referring. She stopped at his waist, having opened the zipper, and opened a couple of buttons on her nightie so that he could get at one directly.Stick closed his eyes and enjoyed her lips and the feel of her breasts while she worked at his jeans again. The woman had four hands, it seemed like... He raised his hips and his jeans and boxers slid down his legs and a soft hand began cradling his balls. His attention solely on Mary's kiss and her other attentions, he didn't even think about how his shoes and.