She smiled and enveloped more of his cock into her. Quick darting motions nearly brought their fun to a premature end as he almost filled the inside o... her mouth with his cum. He never got over how good she was at giving head, it boarded on the mythical, he swore she could probably suck a golf ball through a garden hose. She continued her work, eliciting more moans and groans of pleasure from him. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore drowned out the wet sounds of her mouth on his cock.. Misty pulled in her drive, and to her surprise saw no one, so she decided that was the time to make a break for the door.She was almost sure no one saw her when she made it to the door and unlocked it and walked inside. She had just closed the door behind her when she noticed something. It was a Manila envelop held on the wall by a thumb tack directly in front of the front door. The envelop was plain with the exception of the word Misty on the front. Misty notices something else too, the top. She started bobbing her head back and forth while still stroking me. She let go of my ass and then brought her other hand to her pussy. She stuck her finger inside of her pussy as she moaned over my cock. She then pulled her finger out of her pussy and brought her hand back up to my ass. She let go of my cock with her other hand and also placed it on my ass. Then she pushed me closer as she leaned further in letting my cock slide down her throat. Then completely unexpectedly she shoved her. For one thing, despite my desperate efforts, I wasn't becoming oriented; in fact, quite the contrary. For another, I couldn't capture the sense of being, well, me. Try as I might, I couldn't remember what day of the week, or even month of the year it was. Hell, I couldn't even remember where I was going, or why. Oddly enough, I did know exactly where I was: in front of the drugstore at the corner of Elm and DuMont. But wait - the last time I had the nerve to actually drive through here (doors.