No rope was suppler than maidenshair, and despite its thin width, it had the strength of iron chains.The wild woman swiped with her fingernails. I cau...ht her wrist and twisted. The woman gasped as her body turned, her breasts bouncing. A loop of rope went around her wrist. She struggled in my arms. I let her go. She jumped away, the rope sliding through my hand as I gave her some slack.Then I jerked.The woman screeched as she stumbled back towards me, her free arm windmilling to keep her. She gasped as I passed her naval and over the top of her panties. I breathed in her scent as I tried licking her lightly through the fabric. I grabbed her panties with my teeth and pulled them off, they were only getting in the way of the final prize. She held her breathe as I kissed inside her thigh, getting closer and closer to finally doing what she urged for. I couldnt tease her any longer and moved to her fragrant pussy. Giggling in pleasure she moved her hips towards my mouth. She was. This isn’t the first str8 guy I’ve sucked off, or the first, first timer that I’ve sucked off and I know they don’t want anything romantic or things to go slowly. And I didn’t want Alex to chicken out either so I put my head down and start licking his speedo clad cock which was 100% rock hard in about 10 seconds.My intention was to try and make Alex cum in his speedo. Despite never laying my eyes on his peice of man-meat the way it was straining the top of his speedo, as if it was trying to. Burton then ordered all the available trucks and autos out along the field with their head lights on. ‘Poor bastard.’ Said Willy, voicing what the pilots all felt. The motor noise cut in and out but it seemed to be getting lower and lower towards the field. ‘Come on…come on old man…bring her in.’ coached Burton. All the pilots were now gathered on the side of the strip, like spectators lining the pitch at a football match. A final pass across the field reviled brief flashes of red, the.