I couldn't get enough of him. We both just kept on going and less than a minute later I had another orgasm. I sensed that Nigel was approaching anothe... orgasm also so I jumped up and turned around and got on him and sat on his penis. I sensed that he was getting closer to having another orgasm so I slowed down and we rolled over and he was on top. I then whispered in his ear, "Take your time." We continued slow and deliberately and I made sure I was getting every bit of him. I then grabbed him. The tire change went just fine, but the spare looked old and maybe dry rotted, so I put it on, made sure it was tightly affixed, and said to the lady, "Your father's spare tire might not take you very far. I think I better follow you until you get where you're going, in case it blows." As I got better acquainted with the van, I could see that it was six years old, but kept so well that it looked brand new.She looked terribly afraid, but answered. "My father only lives about twenty miles south. I smiled, too. It was contagious. ‘Happy first anniversary,’ he said with a quiet, delicious voice. I kissed him on the lips in reply. He turned toward me and put his arms around me. We snuggled in the warm sheets for what seemed like eternity. The joy was intoxicating. I was torn, though. I wanted the embrace to last forever, but I wanted to move against him, feel his muscles close around me, and to feel his tongue all over my body. I pushed myself against him a little more and rocked my hips. With lots of whimpers.Fuller's cock felt VERY happy in Leslie's scorchingly hot, vise-tightbottomhole. Truth be told, he didn't like hurting the boy, but heloved dominating him. Making him beg to be fucked. Watching himsubmit through his pain. You just don't get that from women now, doyou?Fully seated, Fuller moved slightly, letting his large ballsack slapagainst the rear parts of Leslie's dangling "pink purse."Leslie stopped whimpering and gasped a little as lust replaced pain.Fuller.