Bushes also worked great so far. No good anyhow. Too cold outside tonight. Did it in Mom's garage a few times. Not this time. So the car it will be. A...venturous! Something new. New is good. Prevents things from getting repetitive. My chick-scanner worked wonders. I had traced down the girl in less than five. A few more glances to be sure. She was alone – good. She hadn't noticed me... yet – good. She was hot – very good. She was into strong drinks – excellent! Totally my type. I ran the. I enjoy my view for a little while. I pull you by your hair, off of my cock. "Crawl to the couch." I watch you feel your way across the floor to the couch and you kneel as close as you can, your own raging hard dick, keeping you from connecting. "Scoot back six inches." You do as you are told. I take your hands and cuff them behind you. I run my fingers through your hair and then push your head down onto the couch. I whisper in your ear, "this will only hurt, until you cum." I walk back to. Suddenly she dragged me hard to her pussy and was shouting “ aaaahh .. “ I know what it would be. She sprouted all her vaginal juices on my mouth. The pussy was so close to my mouth that I couldn’t escape but rather take the entire juices in my mouth.. she made drink her juices fully. After the juices drained out, she relaxed my face and just I got the air to breathe.My face,was totally ****d and all the juices dripping on my mouth and chins. She laughed at me and said, “you are really nice. "Just go and turn the stereo down", her mother said wearily, "by now he's as dead to the world as your father."Connie was pissed as she grabbed the old ten speed that she'd put together from scrounging around for parts. She walked the bike to the gated front yard and onto the street. "Maybe I should just burn the fucking house down", she thought as she climbed onto her bike and peddled down the moonlit street listening to the music of some southern rock band that blared from down the.