“I’ll tell them that we just met, and that you must have put something in my drink and I…ooohh, shit, that feels good. Come on baby…ohhh God, ...hat feels so fucking good! Fuck me!” I pounded in and out of her tight pussy, the stand creaking slightly with my thrusts. The headlights were drawing closer, soon they would reach the stand and we would be in full view of the beach patrol, but her moans and cries of encouragement were having the desired effect on me. That, along with the slick warmth of. Fortunately, he did not bump into anyone he knew.When he entered the pub was quite busy. He had a look around as he was not sure where he was supposed to be going. As he did he noticed the couple who lived beside him at one table, deep in conversation. At another table was John the seventy-year-old who lived opposite him. As he was standing there watching, he noticed a young lady looking straight at him. He did not recognize her at all. She was dressed in a white blouse, black skirt, and ankle. That is if psychedelic progressive rock ever blasts, even if it was released in 2009. I walked up the stairs, loosening my tie to be met by Amberley. At least I assumed it was Amberley. She was about the same height as Jodi, slim with long, very shapely legs revealed under a black mini skirt, and long dark hair that was braided into a pony tail that fell almost to her waist. Most striking about her was her face, she was simply beautiful. Almond shaped green eyes that perpetually promised. This continued for 10 more minutes. At this point, he increased his pace and I knew he was about to cum. With one long final stroke, he came in my throat. It was sweet. I drank it completely. He was exhausted. He thanked me and we exchanged our numbers. He told he was leaving. but I was not ready to leave. I wanted a second round.He left and I went inside the washroom.I could see many people enjoying. There was no place to stand inside. I somehow managed to find a corner. I opened my cock out.