I placed my left hand on his chest and proceeded to read his upper body thoroughly as if it were Braille. I inserted my wet, well-seasoned panties in ...is mouth.While I couldn’t clearly understand what he mumbled with his mouth full, it sounded like, “Oh my fucking God.”I now used both hands to explore his chiseled body. I felt my pussy juice running down my inner thigh. I dropped to my knees. Being on my knees in front of a hard cock is as common and natural for me as Mike Trout being in the. I had traveled back to my home town to visit family. Not a particularly happy visit. A funeral, in fact. Despite the sadness that brought us together, it was good to see people who I hadn’t seen in so long. It was over though, and I would fly home the next morning. Those thoughts occupied my mind as I drove, and I guess I wasn’t paying close enough attention as I got a little too close to a black BMW in front of me before swinging around to go by. As I slowly passed I looked over, the. There are a few other things in here: some teeth cleaners, field towels and some, ah," he blushed and looked everywhere except at her then added quickly, "some female things some of the wives packed." Patricia leaned over and looked in the box and then up at Bradley with a grin."A big strong man like you afraid of a few paper pads?" she teased."Not afraid, just embarrassed," he admitted. She knew she could tease him some more, but right then there were other things she wanted to know."This is. She reached over and unfastened my jeans, pulling them apart at the waist, letting them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and kicked them free. Emma reached over and took hold of my cock through my undies, there was a huge wet spot of pre-cum at the front. "Gee Tony, you’re so wet!" It’s strange really, the effect sexual arousal has on inhibitions. Even though the situation seemed bizarre, I desperately needed relief. I took hold of my shaft and squeezed from the base to the head. And.