Even though I was told I was all right I knew, deep down, that something was wrong with me. My wound got better fairly quickly and I should have thoug... more of that but I didn’t. I started feeling like I should be in the forest at night. The forest was where I belonged. That feeling of being outside started growing more and more intense. I had to get out of my house. I needed to smell the outdoors, to feel the wind against my face. I decided to go see best friend Billy. He told me he that he. He gave a final whack which produced another muffled scream from a weeping Jacqui; it was this last blow which was enough to prompt the biker to shoot his load over her striped and reddened butt and splash hot cum onto her hands which were still firmly tied behind her back. Robert smiled to himself at the confirmation that he was in the company of a fellow aficionado who had unwittingly contributed to her humiliation. He turned his attention back to Jacqui who now that he had ceased his. Two thrusts and he is fully up inside beer belly. The young guy, then starts pounding away at beer belly. I can feel myself cumming watching this erotic scene being played out in front of me and let beer-belly know. He sucks me harder and as pleasure explodes in my groin, I fill beer-belly’s mouth with my cum. Beer-belly keeps my cock in his mouth until every last drop of cum has been sucked from me. The young guy is going like an express train and suddenly gives a loud grunt as he empties his. The actual conversation was meaningless, but we talked and ate. After dinner he stayed in his seat, I think he didn't want me to see the tent he'd pitched in his shorts. I stood against the counter,, beside him yet facing him. I managed to make enough small body movements that Mary's right breast was becoming exposed, the nipple just hidden by the white silk, the areola clearly showing. He noticed. He cleared his throat. Mary's phone rang. "Hello Michael." I said answering it. Short version, he.