Sue was working on my cock with all of the skill that she had learned from Mom. It seemed like only seconds before my cock started to swell. She knew ...hat I was awake because I could not keep from moving under the stimulation that Sue was giving me. I had planned to ask her to stop so that I could fuck her, but she did something absolutely new to me—she swallowed my cock head, and she kept swallowing.The motions of her throat muscles were absolutely irresistible, and I started to shoot jet. She reclined slightly, then picked up her soda and placed in against her partially exposed belly. "Mmm, that feels good," she thought to herself. "If this wasn't in public, I'd be tempted to whip it out right now and stroke myself off." Then she took a glance around the movie theater. Save for a few girls her age, a middle-age couple and an older couple, the theater was vacant. "What would I do for a place to think without Hollywood churning worthless crap? Got to a library?" she thought. Then,. Be a good boy, pour me another drink, and snap out the light." I knew it was the cognac doing the talking as we sat there and she finished the drink. "Does it bother you that I'm sitting across from you with no panty on?", she asked. I told her it didn't bother me, but made me hard, to which she replied, "You young guys really like screwing us older women, eh?" I told her that depended on how sensual the woman was, and how much she teased. As she poured another drink, she asked, "Am I teasing. My private beach, quiet and secluded, off the tourist trail. You should know me better by now. Would you get the bill sweetness? Time to move. ***** They left the train half-an-hour later, wandered nondescript suburban streets. Then there was a wee band of parkland, rolling grey Pacific surf beyond. The rain started, and they made a dash for a picnic table under a huge umbrella. There were no other humans in sight. They stood gazing east at the eternity of ocean, the next landfall thousands of.