Much later, I thought it might be a raised subway section known as the El. That same man was climbing a stanchion and was maybe five feet from the top...of the six story brown structure. Capping several stanchions was a very big pressboard platform about 20x50 feet. Standing near the edge and about six feet from our man was a cameraman. He shouldered a big TV camera with several bundled cables leading away from it. About fifteen feet from the edge was another man in a dark suit. He held a corded. His mouth completely covered one nipple, allowing him to nibble and suck, while he continued to caress her skin. His fingers quickly stroked areas to bring her pleasure then left just as quickly to move to another spot. “Please baby. I need you to touch me. My pussy is so hot and wet. I just want to feel you,” she pleaded. She thought he was going to oblige. His fingers lingered longer than they had before. She was nearing her peak. She felt it building. Then his fingers moved yet again. They. Huh ... I am not sure I ever met her ... I was pretty young back then...”Looking at his face, like he was up to something, though for the life of her she could not imagine what ... she smiled, asking, “So, what movie or movies were you thinking? And ... I can make popcorn for after the pizza ... I like popcorn and movies...”I know, huh?” Maeson wasn’t really sure really how interested he was in Sara. When she had asked to call him later it was flirty, but Maeson’s libido hadn’t really bit. It. It was more than Brian could handle and he suddenly reached down with both hands grabbing her by the hair on either side of her head. He pulled her face down on him until there was no more of him to fit inside of her. Stream after stream of hot cum filled her throat. She took in every last drop, savoring it, swallowing some and saving what she could in her mouth. As soon as Brian had finished, she reached up, kissed him deeply and let him share the little bit that she had saved. Brian grabbed.