While still keeping eye contact she started rubbing her nipple, her mouth sliding up and down my cock again. I could feel my balls contracting, with h...r hand cupped around them, and I knew I wasn’t far from coming. She could feel this too, and with one final suck, slid her mouth off my cock. Using both hands she stood up, leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste my cock on her lips. Her tongue ran around my mouth, sharing the taste, and then she stood upright. What she had in mind was. ..and a bit dirty. “I'm sorry young lady, I should not have looked” and headed for my door, my face flushed with embarrassment. “You didn't answer my question, mister; do you like my muscular legs? I get a bunch of stares from you old guys your age all the time.” At 30, I don't consider myself “old”, but again, she was pretty young. She walked to the driver's side of my vehicle, standing just outside my door as I was seated. I tried to close the door – I really wanted to get out of there. It's like living a wet dream. almost. never as good. but that's why i keep looking. once my dick takes over, statistics don't matter anymore. she said she is out of condoms. but she doesn't want me to leave. she grabs my ass and comes in close. did she want to kiss? i don't know. i like kissing. i tell her it's ok. we can do other stuff. she is wearing the same dress the big black chick had on. a little win for me. she take her close off fast. just what i wanted. thin but with a round waist.. Why aren't I giving him a chance to explain? she wondered as she made a final check of the hut to make sure she'd gathered all her personal belongings. Because I know what he'll say: it's been fun, but adios, amiga. Why did I have to fall in love with him?Ronnie wiped more tears from her eyes as she lugged her suitcase toward the boat that would take her back to San Juan. The man took her suitcase from her then helped her into the boat. She situated herself on the rear bench seat and glanced.