It was my idea to visit Pontiac every other weekend and he said he would make time for me by doing the bulk of his study on the alternate weekends. Te...ephone calls were fun, but two weeks apart was almost unbearable. We teased each other, promising not to masturbate between visits. I could see the delight in Sammy's eyes every time he met my plane.I was the visitor and vowed not to upset his routine. Sammy liked to spend Friday nights with his rather strange collection of friends. I tried to. . No longer long stroking but actually dragging me back and forth on every stroke and I'm cumming like a mad woman constantly.. Then all of a sudden he begins to squirt his hot cum inside my cervix and I really do go crazy, Screaming for him to fuck me more and more.. Then he relaxes on me thankfully he didn't try to pull out or turn.. I just hugged him close telling him what a good dog he was.. Then I began to hump against him and it wasn't long before I began cumming again..My humping got. Being in a public square was so fucking hot. Tim was the first to cum, his semen flying through the bars of the balconies railing, large spurts spattering square below. With his dick in hand last of his cum dripped between his feet onto the terracotta tiles of the balcony. Seeing the fountain of cum spraying from Tim’s cock had caused the waitress to cum as well, pounding slick wet fingers into het cunt and moaning deeply. She buttoned up her shirt again and pulled down the skirt, she picked. "Like I said, Mr. Muscle here takes care of all my womanly needs but hestruggles with my manly needs."As her costume fell to the ground, my jaw fell with it. Her perfectbreasts were in sharp contrast to the 9" penis that was starting toswell from between her legs."What the...." I exclaimed.She smiled as she used her right hand to gently massage her dick fromsoft to hard."Nothing beats a blow job from a sweet, innocent, sissy boy likeyourself" she said, her voice like dripping honey. She sat.