“I’ll just hit the restroom, grab some coffee and breathe in a little fresh air.She tugs at her blouse, opens the door and heads for the entrance....The store had a cute little porch on the front where she thought she might sit for a few minutes after she gets her coffee. She walks in and is greeted by a little old lady and what looks to be her husband. “Hi!” She squeaks. “Do you have a restroom I can use?”“Shore ‘nuff!” Says the woman, “But you’ll have to take this key and it’s around back by. It was a place that matched people that 'wanted to give blowjobs with people who required one.'What?His post was up on the front page, '28[M4F] Well hung in New York City.'It was completely insane – that a thing like that existed in the first place, and how much the idea of meeting a stranger with the sole purpose of going down on him turned her on. She was good at giving head. And she hadn't done anything wild like that for years.What sold her, in the end, was the photo. A top-down view of his. Travis released his grasp allowing me topull up enough to breath. I let his manhood slowlysoften in my mouth enjoying the feeling provided me bythe mountain road, the truck, and my head in Travis'lap. It brought back memories of c***dhoodcontentment, like falling asleep in the car duringlong road trips. Though, I can't remember ever beinglucky enough to have a big dick in my mouth duringthose times. Who knows, maybe I wouldn't havecomplained so much about the long drives to AuntFerns.Travis. He grabbed her hair and pulled it as he slammed his cock into her. Krissy was trying not to enjoy it, but her body began to betray her. Remembering the rule Krissy began pushing back against Sir as she screamed “I am cumming!” again. Sir never slowed his pace although he did move both of his hands to Krissy’s hips and really began pulling her into him. Krissy felt him tense up and then pull her towards him one more time as she felt a warmth inside her vagina. “What the fuck?” she thought the.