Or to Michelle, for that matter, not that we were exclusive at all. I just didn't want anybody's noses rubbed in anything.Once the coast was clear, I ...ook the steps two at a time to the main deck, and then scurried around the corner and over to Moira's room. I knocked with two soft raps, then eased the door open without waiting for an answer, slipped inside, and eased the door shut behind me.Her room was dark, but there was a candle lit, next to the bed. Moira was lounging against some pillows. My hand brushes against my panties still on his lap and I sheathe his cock, my hand still stroking it, with them. One last flurry of movement, fingers sliding into wet silk, fingers fisted around velvet-wrapped steel and I feel the first tingles of my orgasm. He groans and he pumps his cock into my hand. "Now," he groans and I can feel the heat of his cum spurting over my hand. The scent of his cum fills my senses and now it's my turn to taste him. Leaving my panties d****d over his cock, I. I kept my hard cock under control this way, until she started to pull it out and stroke it. Her hands soft and lubed up and putting my fake pussy over my cock and strokeing it. That didn't last long, since she pulled it off and started to suck me hard and stiff. Being on a 4 lane road is a life saver and traffic was light at 3pm on a thursday.She started to pull my jeans down to knees and I willingly let her.I stood and down they went, she eagerly gulped my cock back up and started to make me. So we took a look at the pier and the usual stuff, however it was just about to get dark and it didn't take long until we entered a bar, which seemed pretty nice, playing some decent music and being quite busy already for this time of day. There were many young people – and with ”young, I mean younger than ourselves, i.e. people in their twenties and younger. Because of the amazing weather, most were wearing shirts and shorts, many of the girls were wearing short dresses or more or less.