He glanced around at their surroundings where people continued their walks in the park, smiled back at her, and turned the remote device on again.He r...n his thumb over the gadget he was holding, feeling another button beside the first. He could not resist pressing on it, to see what would happen. The vibrations coming from inside his new companion quickened, and her breathing sped up with it. He continued pressing at the second button, going through all of the remote vibrator's different. He had a huge thick cock ...ramming his cock faster ...using full long strokes ...harder ...faster ...his balls squeezing ...contracting inside his scrotum ...huge large testicles dangling ...both hands now ...ramming his shaft ...legs parted ...his back hunched ...but kept pumping.His legs trembled when he came ...shooting strings of his creamy cum in all directions ...splashing on the pool paving ...milking the last semen out of himself.My pussy were soaking wet ...throbbing ...my body. She had found him to be an interesting man to talk to if he wasn't grinding an axe about something, which he all too often was. In spite of everything, she doubted he was going to be driving out to the truck stop to get gas in the future -- after all, it was usually about a nickel a gallon cheaper in town. He also had a reputation as a cheapskate, which is why he'd run for council -- to try and do something about the wanton and excessive waste of his precious tax dollars.There were several. Sometimes, when it is sex, they call a modeling agency, but that’s easier to say ‘no’ to.”“Did you book the gig - the one for the bikini barbecue?” asked an off-screen interviewer.On-screen Connie looked a little pained. “We did, actually. It was a public event. She had a chaperone. The client was well-known. And we got her an apron. The models’ safety is always the most important thing.”That line got the first laugh - an uncertain, nervous laugh from around the room like people weren’t sure.