And I was left panting and wet in the cool air as I heard the stall door open again.At first I thought it was the first person leaving, but then I fel... a hand on the side of my face, I felt the bit be unbuckled and removed. For the first time in however long I could breathe properly. I opened my mouth to stretch out my jaw, but then something firm and warm was pressed into my mouth. It pulsed and throbbed as I explored the cock with my tongue. It was huge, filling my mouth, and pressing into my. They still stung, but he could see the water pelting the thick centipede grass. His wet shirt clung to his chest. “Sorry.” He turned, and the woman was smiling like a middle school girl who had pulled a good one on him. Though nothing else resembled a middle school girl.“No problem,” she said. “I should have warned you.”All his fantasies of being a porn star, being the big man who could handle a woman, evaporated with the water on his face. He was suddenly terrified like a little boy in a strip. " Jack encourages me. I do as he asks and I pinch and pull and roll my nipples both at the same time. A moan escapes my lips, "Umm, god, that feels good. I can feel that right down between my legs!" I was starting to get very excited at this prospect. "Good girl. Are you wet yet?" he asks. "I haven't touched myself there yet" as I continued to pull at my nipples. "Go ahead sweetheart, spread your legs." "OH", I gasp as the cool evening air drifts across the burning heat radiating from. “Um-m-mh-h-h-h,” I sighed, “so good.” “Um-m, hm,” she crooningly agreed, “this feels so good,” she whispered softly, “I feel as if I’m wiggling my toes with your prick stuffed all the way in me.” “That’s because you are and I do,” I pulled her back against me and buried my face in her hair. “Our toes,” I added in a whisper, nibbling the side of her throat gently, “our pussy,” I slid my hands up to her soft breasts, “our tits . . .” “Our cock,” she interrupted with a hiccuping gasp, “um-m-m-m,.