My son's cock had finished its evacuation, however, my son's cock had not finished the other thing it wanted. It stood proudly erect, throbbing and tw...tching as my son strained to cage the monster. My heart skipped a beat and I sighed in disappointment as my son managed to get his waistband over his cock. My knees began to ache, so I stood up still crouching behind the tree. I peaked again and my son was attempting to make his way back to the tent with his own tent in tow. He stopped suddenly. She parted her legs just a little, and then more, so that her skirt rode up to allow people teasing flashes of her open pussy, the lips swelling and moistening with excitement.When we had finished our drinks, it was time to go to our room to fuck for the rest of the night, and as we walked slowly from the bar we saw several men leering lasciviously, obviously aroused from the bulges in their pants. Just as the door was closing I lifted Anne’s skirt at the back to give them a tantalising glimpse. She had one hand behind my cock and ran the other up and down the length.she never took her eyes away from my cock.it was as if it had its own personality.talk to my face woman and not my cock and balls.so now i am beging to get slightly aroused.she leaned foward and kissed it ran her cheek up and down it.looked ME in the eye and said she wanted some of my dick in her pussy..so i was thinking of adding that to the bill as an extra.but the i thought its just a payment in kind.like all the. Henri, Alphonse's first-string hairdresser, was softly whistling La Marseillaise as he tended to my coiffeur, his phony French accent in full flower."Ahh, mademoiselle, vous êtes tres chic! You will be la Belle de la Balle!"Well, they do say the joy is in the journey. It was late afternoon before I was released to pedal my way homeward, Bessie's saddle marinating in my juices, the air stroking my totally exposed flesh. A light supper, and later, prepping for Lance's arrival, I studied the.