Looking around the smallish diner he finds a table that is still covered with the left over dishes from the last group and saunters over, pulls out a ...hair and sits his still weary body into it as he stuffs his duffle beside him on his left. Leaned back to stretch with his legs splayed out he yawns sleepily, eyes closed. A flurry of air seems to buzz around him as he looks back up. The first view is something he could easily get worked up over, right beside him is the sweetest looking. Suddenly he bucked into me, pushing me right up against the car, groaning, spurting his warm cum up into me. "UUH, UUH, UUNH, UUNH, oh, uh, mmm, oh, man, this is so good. God, I've wanted to fuck you like this for so long." He just kept going and it took me right up to a massive orgasm that had me shaking and trembling as my whole body was pulsed with floods of ecstasy culminating from my new lifestyle as a slut. I was loving it. Then, Rich moved up and took over, shoving his hard cock up into. God what was wrong with me! Sucking in a deep breath, I withdrew my hand, wiping it absently on my skirt as I walked on shaky legs to replace the DVD in the tool box, sliding it back into its hiding place and shutting the hidden panel. I gathered every bit of evidence I had ever been there, and left the garage just as I had found it. What was I going to do? Davy was gay, and that meant I didn’t have the right equipment to please him. I sat at my kitchen table for a long time, debating what to. A lot of people were watching since the majority of them have never seen a hijabi do that in public. I didn’t care, I just kept kissing her and feeling her body. She smelled so good. As soon as my dick started to get hard she stopped kissing me and we both decided to grab a taxi to our hotel. We caught a taxi and she gave him directions in Indonesian. As she was talking to him she began to rub my crotch area making me super hard. She then began to unbuckle my belt, opened my pants and began to.