After only a few bobs of my head, he grasped my hair at the back of my head, pushed his cock as far as I would allow and blew, in several shots, his l...ad. Hot spunk hit the back of my throat, once, twice, three times, flooding my mouth, mixing with that I had already held of my own. He withdrew, leaving my mouth full of his seed.Now I really felt like a slut with the spunk of two men running around my tongue. I wanted to show him, but, knew that if I opened my mouth, it would slip out and be. Seconds ago they had been a light brown. “My names Brandon by the way.” He stuck out his hand, and she took his carefully.“Vanessa.” “Well Vanessa, how about you and I go find something to eat.” He checked his watch again. “It’s only ten after midnight. Coffee Shop might be open.”Vanessa looked to her car, and then at Brandon before deciding he was nice enough. One coffee wouldn’t hurt, and he seem like he wouldn’t cause any problems. What was she thinking? She didn’t do this kind of stuff. She. 'Don't look around', I said quietly, 'there is a man looking at me, and he is stroking himself', I said thickly.My husband looked at me with a fixed gaze, then his eyes traversed the short distance down to my indecent pose, 'Your panties', I smiled wickedly, 'he can see everything', I murmured, as if terrified the stranger would hear my dirty confession.'Do you want him', my husband asked over and over again, softly, and I moaned, 'Yes', to each dirty mouthing, his hand stroking my inner thigh,. If you’re wondering about the title, this is the first entry in my new and audacious project. I’m planning to write a story inspired by each song from The Magnetic Fields’ incredible ’69 Love Songs’ album. How much the stories match the songs will vary. This one’s pretty detached since it was started before the project. The next one will truly be inspired by its song. As my boss likes to remind me on a regular basis, I tend to bite off more than I can chew. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 So.