He was moving her head in his hands, almost masturbating with her, and when he came he held her head there for what seemed like ages, pulling her down...hard to his groin sinking deep into her throat. The fucker smiled at me and asked if I was jealous?Finally he released her hair and as she got up I could see that her lips and chin was smeared with his cum.Adabisi laughed and said, "I told you she gave good head." Ramone looked at me and laughed.Time was getting on, so Eliza fixed herself up the. She wore a sleeveless tuxedo shirt and short black skirt, held a tray in one hand with a small stack of linen beverage napkins upon it. ‘Meeting someone?’ she asked. ‘Mr. Dunson,’ I responded. She smiled, and glanced around the room. She pointed toward one of the booths, beside which stood a small group of men in expensive suits, joking and sipping drinks. ‘Blue suit, grey hair,’ she said, then winked and headed away. I looked at the man she indicated. He was short, at least middle-aged, with. .and not hipster style intentional nerdy glasses, but your mom's ugly glasses. I think her eyesight was really bad because she never took them off. Her looking up over the horizon of those gargantuan titties (I have no idea what her cup size and since I promised a 100% true story I won't make up some bullshit cup size to make it sound better) with those glasses on was somehow hot as fuck. she gently pushed me back and went back to work with her mouth. This time it was pure cock worship. I. . -Amarillo by Morning (Fraser and Stafford)Life does not end at forty.Gabe steered the big Peterbilt off the county road, and slowing down he carefully guided it through the old concrete arch ‘FRISCO LINES’ it read. It was close, but he had been driving tractors, over the road trucks, for twenty years. More than that long if he thought about it.But he had other, randier thoughts to think. Really what he needed to do was to concentrate on the road, it was ancient macadam with enormous ruts,.