John fucked Uncle Mel for at least ½ an hour before squirting strings of thick cum in his ass and after just minutes, he got hard again to fuck some ...ore and enjoy the ejaculation once more. John fucked Uncle Mel twice and each time Mel felt the scorching hot semen load transfer into his asshole. Now tired, they started talking. John was right, Mel’s parents must be coming home shortly. They did not want to finish the play already and Mel had no place to take John to continue their sex and. The risk drove me wild. I emailed the guy and arranged a meet at a Motorway services outside Birmingham. I asked about the other men and he said they were with him and it would not be a problem to provide the semen I could feel a really strong butterflies sensation in my stomach as I emailed to ask how many men. He emailed back five,maybe more if some others arrived later. We swopped cell phone numbers and I tried without much success to concentrate on work.Later I drove over to the Service. I walked around and the first thing I saw was a travois that looked like it had every axe, sledge, shovel, or hoe I owned on it. In fact I thought it was every tool I had with a handle or cutting edge. Looking around I noticed that there was another travois that held the overflow. I saw that even the chainsaw was loaded. I must have spent thirty minutes looking things over and the only thing I noticed they hadn't loaded that we might need was the two and a half gallon plastic sawgas can and a. I don’t know. Her man was pulling his had from her pants and I could smell her. Oh how I loved that smell, musky and alive. I felt a light tapping on my knee as some dribble played away in my ears. My head was foggy, that just woke up state where reality and dream meet. The lights were dimmed to just the running lights above the storage bins. A soft drone of the plane mixed with the muffled sounds of the late night flight. A snore, a whisper, and …. That smell. I could feel that knot in.