Lingering and lingering, Tucker lets the alcohol slow his concentration down and he continues to stare at this most desirable cock… this clichéd ra...ing manhood. Tucker concentrates on running his tongue around on the inside of his mouth. This stalwart image of a man presenting himself before him tortures Tucker to such an extent he hesitates to make contact.Tucker places his hands on the mountainous, rock hard thighs… and continues to stare.After a few frozen moments, Holsom offers, “I thought. Oh, well. Now what was I do to, except to clean things up. I left her on the lounge, warmed up the basin and cloth with fresh water and went about cleaning me and her up.She was getting warmer to the touch, even though her skin was still fairly cool. As I moved her arms to clean them, through the fog she must have been in, she groaned lightly. Then I went back over her, trying to remove the last vestiges of sand.As I cleaned her up more, the abuse she had undergone became more evident. The bite. Just then Simran let out a loud scream and flooded come all over my balls and down her legs,as the pace increased Simran begged for me to come.As I asked her where she wanted it she again surprised me by saying “ in me sir plant your strong seed in my belly” so I pulled out of her slippery arse and thrust back into her cunt.After three hard prods I unleashed my come deed inside her. I lay on top of her for a few minutes then slowly pulled my cock out and wiped it on her dress.I moved over and. I meant to say Super 8 instead of Glenwood Inns and now would have to walk about 15 minutes down the street. I thought to myself, "You know, you could always go home," but by this point, I was too far gone. Plus, he was waiting for me. And I hate to disappoint what I was hoping would be a good lover.Who was he? His name was Ben and I had met him on one of those phone chat lines about 3 months previously. When we got into a private chat, I thought he was a nice enough guy and his free trail was.