“so what do you want to see then”? asked Jane and quick as a flash she answer, “His spunk, I want to see him shoot his spunk over your face” ...You dirty cow I thought to myself, you don’t like me doing that as I hit your eyes once or twice.It certainly seemed to work for Jane’s husband. He was now rock hard. Jane responded by bobbing up and down on it. “tell me what it feels like” my girlfriend said to him, “tell me”? Jane stopped for a moment, “Yeah go on, tell us both” she said.So he. . It was gorgeous, I pulled her foreskin right back to reveal a magnificent bell end. She stopped me and reached over to get hold of me, she said as soon as I walked through the cafe door she was determined to have me. After a couple of minutes playing with me she suggested we go upstairs where there was a bed. Her cock was still rock hard, the bell end was glistening, I had to taste it. We climbed on the bed and immediately I had her in my mouth, it tasted fabulous. She let me enjoy myself for. ” A.ec drove her to a point just under a block from her aunts house “If we get nearer someone may recognise me and I,m not ready to tell my Dad about you yet Alec.Promise Inwill, but not just now”she gave him a long passionate goodbye kiss. “Can I borrow your gloves, Alec? You can collect them when we next fuck again.” she gave his now limp prick a squeeze as she gently closed the car door and walked toward the darkened house her Aunt lived in. Alec watched her sexy backside as she walked. We rode south for eighty miles. The idea was to avoid riding the underpowered bikes through the mountains, so we headed along the coastal highway. Four hours later, I found myself following Marty into a mom and pop motel outside of Myrtle Beach, SC. The tourist season hadn’t ended by that time, so we could only book one room. The owner and Marty came to an understanding quickly. It was based on Marty’s willingness to pay for the overnight storage of our bikes in the motel’s utility room. Marty.