Dazed and confused by the hot beating sun. the sweat dripping down my neck, back, and forehead. i also had to get out of this heat. there was a man ki...d of tall, (at least taller than me.) that was headed to his car as i approached him. he was wearing a blue t-shirt with some design on the front. and jeans i thought he would die in. because the heat was too frantic. the first thought i had just seemed to blurt out. "hi, i'm sorry to inturrupt you, but i was wondering if you could help me out.". We continue this pattern for what feels like minutes, but his control wanes and the amount of time his cock stays trapped in my throat becomes less and less and his pace picks up and he truly begins to fuck my mouth hard. “Oh sweetheart, you are such a good little cocksucker. Your wet hot mouth and throat were made for my cock and I will use it again and again.” Both hands tight in my hair, he pulls my head back and forth in rapid strokes over his cock now, his balls crashing into my chin.. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." she was moving in time with me, her pace increasing as mine did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. Monica felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming aroused. I was kissing and fondling her, moving in cadence with her as I felt my own excitement grow. I drove deeper into her like a pile driver and she responded, moving with me, driving her hips forward to meet my thrusts." Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" She clamped. She had gotten up from the chair and moved over to her dresser where she was rummaging around in a drawer. She turned around with a huge 12" rubber cock in her hand. "I hope you two didn’t get so excited that you came during the first part of that show because the real fun is about to begin", she said. Kristen sat down in the chair across from us and started sucking on the head of her thick fake cock. I watched as her lips slowly slide over it and she took it deep into her throat. I couldn't.