A young boy appeared from between two cars. Again it was as if time had stopped. Everything became still. The boy and I stared at each other. I saw th... fear on his face. And then the ball hit my windshield and flew over the car. I looked in the mirror. The black Cadillac propelled the ball high into the air before swerving. It sideswiped a parked car and bounced back into the middle of the street, still chasing me. I looked forward again.Now that I was close to the freeway I wondered if that. Joy was grabbing my hair and hiking up his pelvic region, which was a sign he was about to cum. Then he groaned in tremendous rapture.“Je dhore rakhte parchi na (I can’t hold it any longer) Tor mukh gorm fyaday bhore die chai. (Sonali I want to fill your mouth with hot sperm).”I patted him encouragingly on the thighs. I was also yearning for the taste of his hot viscous protein-laden man custard and gulp it down my hungry throat.I had also made up my mind to swallow every spurt, rather than let. ”“That’s okay, student habit, still in bed at the middle of the morning.” “So, are you two going to that fabulous beach today?” I asked.“Yes, are you coming with us?” Mandy asked.“Yes, if you don’t mind, Aryn is fuelling up our jet-ski as we speak, would you like him to do yours? I’m sure that he will.”“Thanks, I’m sure that he can find it then we can thank him later. Wren, would you mind if we fucked him, you and him being married and all?”“Not at all, he fucks Emily every day so 2 more won’t. Her appendages slid down his shaft, hard carapace protecting the outside, but flesh like luxuriant silk lining the inside. It was soft and wet with her juices, its texture reminding him of a tongue or the inside of a cheek. She pulled back his foreskin with surprising dexterity and care, as if she had paid careful attention to his anatomy, exposing his tender glans to the warmth that she radiated. The resolution on those cameras must have been quite impressive... The head of his erection.