I wrapped my hand round it and it felt so nice, so hard and hot and I could feel it pulsing. We kissed again. I asked if I could suck him. He said we ...ould be better in the back of the van. I took that as a yes..............We both walked round to the back of the van with our stiff cocks on show but no one was there to see them. He had it done out like a bedroom. Mattress and all. It was bloody great. We got right down to it and got in the 69 position. This was it..........I had never sucked. “You should see the place Maria abandoned when she married my dad,” I said. “Makes this house look like a hovel.”“That’s not true!” Maria said, laughing. “I love this house.”“What’s a hovel?” Tad wanted to know.“The Martinez family is an institution in this town – hell, in the whole state!” I said. “They’ve been here since all us Anglos were still painting ourselves blue someplace back in Europe.”“That’s just our cover story,” Maria said. “Actually, we’re illegals who just came in from. A methodical pound and pound, a forceful grind or two, up and down, side to side, and some tongue for you, a rhythmic pound and pound and several power shots allow me to protrude and reach the magic spot. A steady pound and pound, several forceful grinds flowing in sweet rhythms and bringing joy divine to your faithful breasts who suggest that I bless them, grab them, taste them and hold them and suck them. Working them best with your arched back at its crest, I endure for a creature so demure. ”Ed hooked his foot around the man’s ankle. When the man went to finish the kick, he found himself spinning out of control and landing on the floor at Ed’s feet. As was often the case when a third party intervened in a domestic quarrel, both the husband and wife turned on Ed.Others in the restaurant started to gather as it was clear that the trouble was about to boil over into extreme violence. As the medallion on his chest blazed with a hot heat, Ed stood up straight. In a voice that exploded.