. take it all... deep throat me..."Cyndi pressed the thick head of my cock into the softness of her tight throat. Then, straightening her head, she pr...ssed it firmly in."Oh God Sis--that's so good... suck me!" I lifted my hips to meet Cyndi's demanding mouth-thrust and with my help, Cyndi got my long cock all the way into her mouth. I heard her whimper in pleasure as it sank in. Cyndi's tongue seethed against my flesh. She knew how to give good head all right. As a matter of fact, my cock was. It was pretty quiet between us until that transition. ‘Nick?’ ‘What?’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘For now, west. Exactly where, I haven’t decided. Is there somewhere you’d like to go?’ ‘I’ve never been anywhere. If we go west will we go to St. Louis?’ ‘Yes, that sounds good. I’ve wanted to see the arch. So, we’re going to St. Louis.’ ‘Bill told me you were in the Air Force. Did you fly?’ ‘I was enlisted. Pilots are officers. I was in charge of an electronics maintenance outfit. We repaired airborne. He laughed out loud, and I joined-in, if anything, just to show that I was neither shocked at his outright request, or offended by his offer.'Tell me John', I felt the need to ask him a personal question, 'Why did you divorce your wife, if you feel the need to fuck?'I sat on my recliner with my feet on the foot-rest, balancing my 'Gin and Tonic' as my eyes traversed his length, similarly seated opposite me, my eyes resting on his crotch, as his bulge, clearly showed he was in the mood for me.I. Mir war unwohl, aber gleichzeitig war ich auch scharf auf den Schwanz den der junge Kerl mir präsentierte. Ich ging vor ihm auf die Knie. "Brav, nun mach deine Mundfotze auf!", sagte der Raucher.Kaum hatte ich den Türkenschwanz im Mund wurde der auch schon hart und groß. "Ah er bläst gut!", sagte der Türke und stieß mir seinen Schwanz immer wieder tief in den Rachen, ich versuchte den Würgereflex zu kontrollieren. Der bullige Kerl sagte: "Schaut mal man kann seine Arschritze sehen. Hat nen.