.i…i..c.c.can…cant…..oh damn its so hot..so hard…mmmmm. Oh god fuck me!………oh damn…yes…yes!, she moaned as the boy began fucking her ...ith a steady tempo of long smooth strokes. Knowing she was enjoying a teenage boy in her pussy had my own dick jerking stiffly which was not lost on her aroused state of mind and body. Her head lowered and her mouth opened to engulf my glans tightly in her suctioning mouth. I couldnt prevent the loud groan escaping my mouth as her tongue slickly adored my dick.. The ride back was wild. I was dejected and didn’t give a shit, so I streaked through the mountains at speeds which could kill. I needed the wind to push the hangover and the thoughts of my screw-up with Kay out of my mind. The thoughts of my error resurrected coping tactics of my past. When I got back to my hotel room, I knew what I had to do. Boot up my laptop and surf the net for: ‘Escorts in San Juan.’ A half hour later I found what I was looking for, Mistress Miranda. ‘Have you been bad? Do. The brunette moved around behind me and her breast came down my head passed my ears and rested on my chest. She tugged on my nipples and then hers and finally tugged on her friends nipples who was still fucking me. The blonde pussy was soaked and she was squirting all over my cock and thighs. I held her hands still behind her back and the big purple vein on my dick was getting full when I erupted a hug geyser of sperm. The blonde fell off and the last spurt out of my cock shot in the air and. ‘Didn’t I warn you?’ I stopped my long stride down the front walk and shook off her grip on my arm but she refused to let go. ‘I didn’t sleep with him,’ I pointed out. The words were useless seeing as the damage had been done, but I had to defend myself. ‘Harlot!’ I almost laughed at the archaic accusation. This girl was so absurd. ‘Liar,’ she continued. I looked down into Jenny’s round, scrunched up face, glad for once that I was tall enough to tower over someone. ‘I swear to God I didn’t.