Jonas was dressed casually in a pair of khaki shorts, sneakers and a blue golf shirt. We made small talk as we drank. Half way through my second drink... the conversation led to flirting. Jonas put his hand on the small of my back, and whispered in my ear, "You have really amazing breasts. Are they real?" I blushed and replied, "Thank you and yes they are." Too bad your married, your incredibly sexy." "You're pretty attractive too," I replied.We continued to flirt like that for a while. The. She moved about and took out my cock and started stroking it and licking it. She was new to it, so was scared. I told her the golden rules, –Don’t bite –Breathe through your nose!! And she was on her way. It wasn’t the best blowjob i had gotten so far, but it was good. I broke the 69 and fully enjoyed the hot blowjob. I held her by the hair and pushed her head deeper onto my cock, with every push, she was taking my cock deeper and deeper into her throat. I soon came and she drank almost all. And I needed this. I needed this more than anything.With one fast squat, I pushed down on the two dicks, allowing them to enter me fully.All the pressure inside me, all the things I’d held back and locked away, expressed themselves as my body convulsed. I came violently, my mind unable to keep up with everything that was happening to me. These twin titans pulsed so happily, with such heat and speed and fury. I tried to keep up with them but lost the willpower to stop. Or care. Such was my state. Usually she gets some way to motion me, not always. Usually he feels he’s in control, sometimes he suspects it’s the other way around but doesn’t care. She can make suggestions and do her best to keep me in sight but he’s in control here. He has to find a place. Car back seats of cars of course, restaurant alleys, park benches (my personal favourite), the back row of empty movies, etc.etc. Anything but washrooms, every guy’s first instinct. Washrooms suck. Even if I can get in there.