Once Donald was fully erect, I swallowed all 9 or 10 inches of him and began to bob my head up and down. Donald was trying to fuck my mouth by raising...his hips, but this made it hard for him to drive. He was forced to endure whatever sexual torture I had planned for him. As we drove on, I began to nibble on Donald’s shaft and knead his balls. I could hear him talking on the radio to folks between moans, but I was too busy enjoying my serving of darkmeat to care what was being said. I started. The feeling was intense, as I'd never received a 'good' blowjob from any of the girls my age that I'd dated. He took his time and seemed to enjoy every inch of my cock, all the time his hand was massaging my balls and stroking my cock as he went up and down. Then he spread my legs slightly and started to rub just under my sack, a feeling I won't ever forget, and then he surprised the hell out of me by moving a bit more down and stared rubbing my asshole. I was in pure heaven, then he tried. Morg put together his electronic tuneable antenna circuits and positioned them in the breeches of the line throwers. He modified the power input to the first line thrower to accept the full output from a yacht's power plant taking it for granted that only manoeuvring power would be needed in the parking spot in the Polar Marina. The second line thrower was modified to accept a capacitor powered by photovoltaic / battery generated output with which the house had been originally fitted. He set. Then Iwent back to my papers, making sure that my nuditywould be visible across the street. But, in thedarkness there, was she watching?The next day I was busy. I still enjoyed the Athenian“sights” as I walked and rode here and there. I can’tsay I had forgot the girl across the street, but Iwasn’t really expecting anything different tonight so Ididn’t think about her much during the day.I had supper in the same restaurant, and caught thesame “show” as.