Hell, Ashley is 23-years old. She's a woman. Younger than you but a woman all the same. You're faulting them for not being like you. I'm being a good ...over by giving them what they want."With the stricken look on her face, I knew I hit a point.I glared at her until she said, "You're right. I was unfair to prejudge you." Thank you," I said. "If you don't want to fuck me that is fine but we both know we need to do something so how about a blowjob?" Sure," she said with a smile. "My. It had been evident I'd not been the only one with this idea, though; this town is packed with transients soaking up the sun before returning to whatever frigid environs they hail from. The end result is that everything is incredibly crowded and it's difficult to get the bartenders to even serve you unless you have something with tits attached to your arm. And who really needs beer when you've got something with tits attached to your arm? That's the way I see it, anyway.The point is that I had. I started pounding her little twat bouncing of her cervix with every stroke. That just seemed to heat her up more. It wasn’t long before the cum began to rise in my dick. With one last thrust I shoved deep into her tunnel with something giving away and my balls slapped hard against her ass. Rope after rope rushed out of my dick right into her baby factory. I couldn’t remember having cum that much at one time.As I softened and slipped out of Suzy’s little snatch I expected a river of baby batter. I began to orgasm, powerfully and forcefully, and in what seemed to be gallons, with my cock flowing and pulsing and flowing more. And then while I was still in her hands, within the wrap of clothing, I came yet again. And then again. As I opened my eyes and found her looking up at me, our eyes locked, and she held my cock until the thrusts had all subsided and my pants and underwear were indeed soaked through and through and I was exhausted and ruined and totally lost in her. She knew that.