I get up and check the door and where anyone else might be and find no one at all around. I close the door and walk over to him and get down on my kne...s in front of him and put my open mouth over his zipped cock just to indicate the extent of what he is getting into. He unzips quickly and his partially turgid cock (shaved like mine!) bulges out into my mouth and I suck it all in and nuts too, gently and firmly and my tongue goes wild tasting the precum and it makes my own dick go crazy not to. She wanted me to cum so badly. She wanted to fuck me and make me cum.And finally, I did. I had a climax. Just a small one, no more than a four on the clitoral Richter scale, but it involved my love tunnel as well, and that made it profoundly satisfying.“Well,” Lonni panted, “you can cum with a cock inside you. If it belongs to the right woman, anyway.”I leaned forward, encouraging Lonni to pull her cock out of me. “But you still haven’t cum,” I pointed out, after all that work.” I stood up and. ”She took a hesitant step forward and he grabbed her around the waist, his hands so large that they almost met in the middle, pulling her towards him. As her stomach hit his wetly, she felt his dick press against her and was suddenly much more aware of how small she was in comparison, dwarfed by his height, large shoulders and arms. One hand held her against him as the other roamed up and down her body, slipping down her back and across her large ass, moving to her front as he spun her around.. Now, I don’t work at a Shell or Exxon Station, nope! I work in a privately owned station in the sketchy area between the ghetto and the downtown night life. Most of the time, the people that come in are lowlifes and gangsters, hence the handgun behind the counter with me. But, this night was different, she came in. Tonight it was quiet, no one came in, but she did. I heard the doorbell ring and out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of blonde hair loosely flowing beneath a gray beanie. That.