“We can’t hurt them Jerry, I’ll have to go, we both know that,” and kissed me hard and deeply as her breaths came in gasps of want and need, a... were my own. The heat of our kiss grew as we tangled our tongues and danced the torrid dance of lovers once again and then slowed, mostly my doing as I wanted her to know we didn’t have to rush, our joining of sexual pleasures was not the all of our relationship. When our lips parted I held her close for another short bit of time, likely only a few. Here. Let me help you."I knelt before him as I've done so many times before with other men - not too many boys - and opened his belt, a necessary first step to getting his cock out and into my ass. Then the top button, followed by a quick zip of the zipper and a tug of his jeans down to the floor, where they held his legs in place like handcuffs. The bulge behind his jockey shorts reminded me that he was glad to see me; I wanted to see him too but first I wanted to feel that weapon that his. .." I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked down and saw cum and shit over my still hard cock.I mumbled something like "It's not a problem I'll wash later..." feeling rather uncomfortable because I was with a stranger, a man at that, and because I had performed (I guessed from his perspective) so badly by cumming in two minutes.He started the car and continued to drive. I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I know he was shaking me telling me to wake up. This wasnt the. "Yes I am ready, I am so ready. PLEASE!" He yells about to burst."Well do it do it good and don't stop until you cum. Do you hear me?" My words are firm."Yes I won't I won't stop." He yells again.With that his hands resume their position on my hips again. He starts to slide in and out of me."That's it young man do it."Faster with every stroke he shoves in to the base then pulls all the way out so just the head is inside me and thrusts back in again. His pace gets quicker and a lot harder. His.