Again not saying a word he reached over and put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth and loved the taste, ...t was so pretty and hard. I couldn't believe that here I was dressed like a whore and on my knees in the trash behind a garbage dumpster sucking black cock. The next thing I new he pulled me up turn me around and pushed on my back to bend me over. He reached up and pushed my skirt up and pulled my panties and hose down and I was thinking. You hook your legs behind me and force my penis deep inside you beautiful vagina. In and out I pump harder and harder. Kissing deep with the smell of your orgasm on our faces and wafting through our noses. I push hard and ask your permission to fill you with my cum. You grant me permission and I groan and pump hard and fast filling you completely. You feel the heat and wetness as your vagina fills with my special offering. I collapse on your leather and latex outfit. You roll me onto my back. Given I'd finished at sixth form the previous summer, and given that atrip to University seemed ever less likely with every day spent wasted,watching non-descript videos on YouTube or ropey porn on ropey websites,I found myself with a lot of time alone in the house alone, Amelia atJunior School and Mum at work. At first this had been a tremendousnovelty, and I spent many a (happyish) morning on the sofa, oftenunencumbered by underwear or other such constraints, trying to forget thepressures of. " Yeah... , looks like... ," I said. "I have a long walk back to my car, so I'd better put my fishing gear away and start back." I recognized your car as I was walking in. Would you like to walk back together?" she said."Best offer I've had all day," I said. "Hey... , walking you back to my car is more fun than fishing anyway." I hate to tell you this, Gerald, but I'm afraid we aren't going to make it back without getting wet," Jenny said, giggling like a teenager as we both looked up at a sky.