Who writes this garage?”“I think it's kind of hot.” Another female voice responds.“Yeah, if by 'hot' you mean something devoid of romance and ...ven reality. Do the producers of this trash even now how female biology works?”"Meh." A different woman adds, "At least he is easy on the eyes, though there is no way those tits are real."“I'd do her any time.” Someone else quietly sighs.As your mind begins to clear you realize you're hanging by your wrists, your arms spread out, with your feet barely. And Stephanie had always been a physical girl.“Steph,” he whispered. On any other night, with any other girl, this only ended one way. She wanted it. He wanted it. That her supposed owner waited nearby didn’t matter a whit. Actually—an evil grin lit his face—it made it all the more appealing. But Stephanie’s safety came first. No telling what Roger would do if he noticed someone creampied his slave girl.One thing was sure; Jason was darned tired of making the right decisions.“Steph?” he tried. I do have clothes on under these,” She laughed as she unzipped her warm-up jacket and slipped it off.“I’m gonna go behind the tree Sue Lynn and take my jeans off and put my cut-off wading shorts on while you do that”“Sure, I won’t peek if you don’t.”Hoot looked up just as he was pulling his cut-offs up over his fat cock to see her looking at him, then she looked up at him.“OK I lied.”They took the fly rods and walked down to the water where they sat near the water and tied a ‘popping bug’ on. I slid my mouth further and further down his hard cock, until the tip of his cock, hit the back of my mouth I planned to pull back then but could help myself taking the next inch down my neck and giving a little swallow before pulling back and sliding his dick almost fully from my mouth. After gasping for air, I took his cock back into my moist hot mouth, I started bobbing up and down slowly at first using the whole length that would fit comfortably in my mouth then speeding up sucking harder.