Stories about the Fayseans had grown through the generations, though none in Wildmoor Beach had ever seen them. Some said the Fayseans were eight feet...tall with skin the color of bronze. They were ferocious warriors who carried spears tipped with bone points. Some said they carried the heads of their enemies on belts around their waists. And most dreadful of all, their eyes were coal black and to look into them was to be lost forever.But the truth was, no one in Wildmoor Beach knew what they. What else could you call a thirty-three year old woman who daily sucked off faceless strangers on a train and who had two teenaged boys as lovers? No, her life was anything but well ordered.Her days were spent sucking off strangers on a train and teasing the male students in her classes. On Tuesday nights as Rick rolled his bowling ball down the lane at the bowling alley she was rolling the balls of her two teenaged lovers in her hand as she sucked them off and they used their youthful. You are dreamin’!!! It is too much effort to tell us a little bit about yourself? Include a photo or two? If you sent us a message that read like that, I probably didn’t even bother to read it all before deleting it. If you are too lazy to send through a photo of yourself, then I’m too lazy to organize for you to fuck Alex’s super tight arse.Thankfully, some guys did send proper emails and Alex and I met up with two guys from the UK who are on a holiday and are in Byron for a week. One of the. ..then i thought how am I going to stop him from cumming in my mouth. How will I know when he is about to cum...soon I felt his hands grasp the back of my head through the other holes...he pulled my mouth deeper and deeper down onto his shaft...i pulled back when I started to gag but he held me steady...holy shit I thought he is fucking my throat...he rammed harder and harder and then in one giant thrust he shove his cock down my throat balls deep and let out this loud yell. Cum exploded out.