He was surprisingly young and attractive. He had short hair and a cleanly shaven face. This was Nick. And he felt fantastic, pumping his huge hard sex...inside of me. The candle smoke smelled like cinnamon. And the peppermint from the candy cane lingered on my lips as he kissed me. He started a rhythm, getting himself going on me, but then he stopped. “This isn’t working,” he said, pulling himself out of me. He sat up and pulled off his suit top. I gasped at his chest. He had a huge, muscled. He turned me around and placing his hands on my shoulders, he pushed his wet dick into the crevice of my arse cheeks. It happened so quickly that I didn't have much chance to react. I rarely got fucked and certainly never, ever in a cottage. I was looking straight at the smoker now and he stared intently back at me. The would-be fucker was pushing further in and as he did so the smoker's facial expression was more intensely sexually charged. And then it happened. Sexual urge took over and I. “Inspired yet?” she said as she smiled with wicked contentment. “You have no idea. I wish I had a camera to catch you in this light. I want to remember you like this forever,” I gasped.She cocked her head to the side and then without warning impaled her mouth on me. Working with abandon, she took about three-quarters of my cock in her mouth all while rotating one hand on the base and the other hand fondling my balls. I wasn’t going to last long like this. After a minute or two I felt the. Ok, she said, then fuck me in your dreams as much as you like…I do that already and even end up touching myself, jerking, and masturbating all the time thinking of you, i said. Suddenly she screamed out loud… watch the fucking road and keep your eyes on the road… i had almost missed a walking cow on the roadside…i turned the wheel of the car hard right and had barely missed the cow…sorry sorry… i said, see what happens my slut… my eyes are on you from the rear-view and can’t wait to drink your.