He unlocks the back door and we get in. He pulls all the d****s and lowers a screen to block out the view from the back of the truck.He reaches for my...crotch and starts to rub my cock through my pants. Then he unzips my fly and undoes the button, gets down on his knees and pulls my pants and shorts down to my ankles. My pecker is aimed right at his face and he grabs it and starts licking - up and down the shaft and he retracts my foreskin and with the tip of his tongue, he licks around the. We spent a week in the New Orleans. We took in every night club, every jazz spot, and every dining bistro in the French Quarter. Along the way, I got in some fantastic sex. She was especially good as fellatio, especially while I was driving. It was a first for me! “I love you!” she said looking into my eyes. I knew if I said anything, I would be violating Rule No. 3. So I never called her back. Then there was the very cute Latina named Marcela. I still remember those full ruby red lips. She. Several messages appeared from Jen in one go.'Can you imagine taking that? I certainly want that in me, how about you?''He lives just thirty miles away???''Chatting to him now...'Amy thought for a minute and realised that Jen must have been on some kind of social media site, probably a contact site, knowing her, and that this conversation was happening in real time.'Jen, hold on a min,' she replied.'He could be anyone, a real perv!'She had just sent the last message when the next one. This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don’t go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD’s, except as plot driving devices. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex. Also, although this story (and subsequent chapters) are placed in the ‘Novels and Novellas’ category, that is primarily because no other single category made any more sense. This overall storyline has some aspects of group.