He pulled his dripping fingers from her crotch and out from under her skirt. Looking into her passion glazed eyes, he lifted his coated fingers to his...mouth and licked the cunt juice from them. "You like the taste of come, don't you Daddy?" she rasped. "And pussy juice." "But you like come." Her eyes were slits and she pushed her own hand up her skirt and dug into her drooling pussy with her fingers. "You like sucking come first hand out of a cock!" He looked at the lust-distorted face of his. No-one knows I’m here – why didn’t I tell anyone? I should have left with you through the front of the bar not out to the back car park and into your car. Madness? or a quest for something new and mind-blowingly different and exciting – who knows, maybe you? Too late for crying over bad decisions, I think as now all attention is being paid to my pussy.The dildo so roughly taken from me is now replaced by a much thicker one, it stretches me and I feel like I will split in two. It begins its. I wasn't sure what to do but unbuttoned his shorts and released his cock. John stopped kissing me and begged me to put it in my mouth. I couldn't resist it, I knelt down in front of John, with his pants and shorts around his ankles. The head was purple and covered in precum. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head, wow, this tasted good! I licked along the whole length and then put the head into my mouth. John was making moaning noises and I knew that he wouldn't last long. I desperately. .mmmh, come.’ He felt a warm rush in his penis, and then he was coming inside her, her quivering hole milking his seed. Darius was in heaven, riding the crests of each wave of pleasure, her moist depths a well of delight as he continued thrusting inside her. ‘Oh my sweet Isabelle, yes, my horny little minx’ he whispered into her ear as he kissed her, her yielding lips on his. Her breasts cushioned on his chest, waves of pleasure rolling through him with each load of cum spurting inside her..