.... He needed her for hours, for ever actually, but time was running out for this moment. He kissed her deeply for just a moment more before grabbing...her by the shoulders and turning her around. He pressed her forward, leaning her against the log as he reached down to lift the hem of her skirt over her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and the sight of her already wet and glistening pussy drove him mad with desire. He gently slid a finger into her, spreading her juices across her lips,. It was in our hair, running down our cheeks, and dripping off our chins. It was almost comical but when we began scooping it up with our fingers and sharing the flavour, we realised that Glen was one of those guys that for one reason or another produces an excessive amount of semen when he ejaculates. “You could have given us some warning,” I said sternly. “Sorry ladies,” he replied, “Didn’t you like it?” “Are you crazy,” Helen exclaimed, “We loved it.” It’s all too easy for these spontaneous. First blowjob (and still only one) I'd ever given. I didn't get much practice, either. This guy obviously had a quick trigger. He laid back on the bed as I kissed down his happy trail of hair towards his now engorged member. Following his lead, I spread his legs and started from down below, tickling his clean but still fragrant taint with my tongue. I then sucked one ball, the both balls into my mouth while I ran by thumb up and down the shaft. Then, I broke my lips cherry by stuffing his. Two girls worked the stage. It looked like they each danced on one leg of the "L" and then moved on at the end of each song-- one off the stage, the other replaced her, and another woman started new behind her. It didn't look like there were any other women there besides my girlfriend. She got a few looks from patrons, as to be expected, which I liked. I couldn't blame them-- my girlfriend is hot. There was one woman sitting between two men at the far corner of the bar from us, and we.