It had problems. It would hardly ever start. We had to push start it pretty much every time. After that, it ran like a dream.We decided to strip down ...he carburetor. Mike's dad had a big garage and loads of tools, so I went over one day to start on the business. Mike wasn't home. I knocked at the back screen door as I always did and Mrs Jones came and opened it, as she always did, but she was dressed in her underwear. Black bra. Black panties. No clothes.She said "Sorry, Mikes not here but come. ”“So, what do you want?”“The usual, half and half.”“Okay. Here all right?”“Sure, fine.”Saying which, we entered the hotel. I was fast becoming a regular there, and I was greeted as such. Anyway, we made our way in, moved up to the room, and all of a sudden this sullen, silent individualbecame animated.“Get undressed,” he proclaimed while tossing a few bills on the dresser.I obliged.“Okay, now get on the bed.”Again, I complied. He undressed hurriedly, then joined me on the bed.He got on top of. The firm, solid shafts felt so good, and it felt so much better when I put both tips close together, stuck out my tongue, and began licking them. Tom's massive cock barely fit my hand.I took turns licking their heads, and at some point, I decided to mess with both of them. So I put both heads together, one rubbing the other for a couple of seconds as I licked the tips. None of them said anything.Then, I put Tom's cock in my mouth while I stroked David's. Even after having sucked him several. The first blast of sperm surprised even me! I came with a great gust of pearl-coloured come. Tami took every drop, swallowing loudly. She had again grabbed my buttocks and was holding my body against her face. I was amazed at her control - even my wife would have gagged if I had shot my sperm as far down her throat as my cock would go. But Tami took every drop, and it seemed to me that she demanded more from my exhausted penis.Finally, I fell backwards into my desk chair. I rested with my pants.