. downthat tight ... little throat of ... yours." He says between thrusts downmy throat. Finally he pauses with my nose in his pubic hair and his cock...eep down my throat. I feel his cock jerk and than feel spurt afterspurt of his cum draining down my throat. He finally releases my headand I come up and gasp for breath. Little strands of his cum trailingfrom my mouth. With out thinking I lean back down and lick his cockclean."If your done with her mouth Harold she has an aerobics class in. I was deeply involved in a crossword puzzle when she intervened.“It’s 'blood moon,'” she giggled, as she brushed by, purposefully flaunting her ass. “How long are you staying in Nashville?”“Three weeks give or take. Just in town on some family business.”“So, you’ll be busy? I live in the upscale part of downtown. Maybe I can show you around?”“Perhaps.” I handed her my trash.“Looks like you’ve got something on your pants.” She pointed to my limp cock and handed me a napkin that was folded over.. With the crotchless undies it was so sexy I couldn't believe it. I started licking and sucking her pussy until she had at least 3 or 4 good orgasms.I let her come back slowly, and let her know that I would fill the void later to which she smiled wearily leaned in and gave me a knowing kiss.Speaking to both of them, I asked if there was any reason they can't wear those crotchless panties under their dresses at dinner. I got a couple sly smiles at that question and just let it drop there. It was. ”“Ahhh, dat’s nothin’,” said the Irishman, “back home in me favourite pub, the moment you set foot in the place, they’ll buy you a drink, then another, all the drinks you like, actually. Then, when you’ve had enough drinks, they’ll take you upstairs and see dat you gets laid, all on the house!”The Englishman and Scotsman were suspicious of the claims.The Irishman swore every word was true.“Did this actually happen to you?” asked the Englishman.“Not me self, personally, no,” admitted the.