.with my 8 inch dick out...feeling my precum slowly run down my shaft, creating a puddle beneath me as I was lost in my orgasm.... shuddering, oh God ...es....as shot spasms of my sex all over my car....as my finger kept tickling smaller loads of my sex on the seat. The perfume, and musky aroma of my sperm made it clear that a filthy whore came home. But now I am by myself ready to take my fun into a new level. As I pull my butt plug...I begin to drip from stuff she cock. That is when I run. My name is Sally what is your name? Jeff he replied. She sauntered to the beautiful desk that was midway back the store. As Jeff approached her desk she leaned forward as far as she dared giving Jeff an excellent view of her boobs that were nearly spilling out of her gown. She fumbled in her desk drawer looking for the perfect card while giving him plenty of time to enjoy the view.Sally then looked straight ahead and took a long look at his jeans which were straight ahead and only a foot or so. He did have tits! Big, round, beautiful tits. Tits with pretty, pink cups capping them. Tits with big, ripe, swollen nipples. Tits to kill for... if he was a woman, he dizzily thought. But he wasn't a woman! He was a boy—wasn't he? It was crazy. He had to be dreaming because this couldn't really be happening.Then his eyes strayed down over the breasts to his belly where his cock should have lain.NO! NO! NO! It couldn't be. Please, not that too, his reeling brain shrieked at him.HIS DICK WAS. You know we can't do that, but I think I can bottom out in you one last time." I pulled back to the point where just the head of my cock was in her, then slowly sank all the way into her depths again. Every fraction of an inch I moved in either direction was pure bliss. As I filled Samantha completely again, I lowered my body so that I was parallel to her. I wasn't resting my weight on her, but we were close enough together that her hard nipples grazed my chest when she inhaled.She pulled my.