His beard and mustache were soaking wet. I looked down and saw that his cock was out of his pants and he was gently stroking it. It looked like it w...s carved out of marble it was so hard. A bead of precum glistened on the tip. He wiped the cum off with his index finger. I looked at his face. He was staring into my eyes. Then he shocked the snot out of me -- he brought his finger to his lips and licked the cum off!! He must have seen that my eyes got as big as saucers. "Did you want. Your hips thrusting towards my face, your hand pulling me toward your cunt. I manage to get away from your forceful grip in my hair, moving up to bite your hip bone, your groaning is getting louder. I kiss my way to your panties, I find my favourite kind on your delicious arse, black frenchies. Trailing my tongue around the top, occasionally pulling at them with my teeth. Your fingers grip harder in my hair, my hands are on your arse, playing with the elastic of your panties, I pull them. His face had angles and planes that made him distinctive. He would never be a male model, but no one could say he wasn't handsome.Now he could have modeled his hands. They were large hands, pianist's hands. He could probably stretch across twelve or fourteen piano keys and his fingers were slender but strong. She thought about how those hands might feel on her skin as they finished the transaction of checking him in. She shivered intensely at the thought.Just before they were done with checking. So I go to the My computer and i post an ad on cl with a face picture I was in need of some drama free fun I wanted to do something.. The main guys I was talking to we're someone in huston by some airport which I knew I would get lost if I even tried some one in Fort Worth that wanted to smoke out in there car. And some guy that's worked out in a Dallis bar Billy Bobs, so I did not go for the gold or silver or bronze I went for the garbage, low self Of steam will do that the world blowing up in.