I wanted and I made sure that I had poked into her at every angle. I had lost my count of her Orgasms and needed to bust my load. So I used her suspe...ded body against my thrusting cock. By stepping forward a bit and allowing the swinging affect to take over. I was able with just enough force to bump her in a way that she would slip slide up the shaft of my cock, then just before I was out of her. She would swing back, come crashing down again. (Look no hands) then after a bit of this and it. I parked my car up in my usual spot where I can see an old bus shelter where guys meet each other to have a bit of fun. It was quieter than normal and it was about half an hour until someone else turned up and parked their car a little behind mine. After about 5mins I noticed the guy get out of his car and he proceeded to walk past mine, slowly so he could take a look in and also give the indication he was looking for a bit of action. He cut across the little field that led to the bus. I was gearing up to go to another reunion with friends and as I was draining the last of my coffee, Becky came over and sat on the bench across from me. Man, she was bold. This had to be obvious to everyone there as she leaned across the table with her arms under her bust line and enhancing an already distracting cleavage. I remember she made small talk and then started asking probing questions about whether I had a girl friend or not. She chattered about how good of friends she and Theresa. ” Frankie paced around with her hands bent at the elbow and fists pointing forward like she was about to fire a Gatling gun.“It’s that kid, isn’t it?” Bill’s hands dropped and he stood up telephone pole straight.“He’s the only one that’s been in here. Unless…”Bill waited.“Unless you took it?” She stepped to him and scowled.“For what reason?” Bill’s voice rose.“You’re right, I’m grasping at straws. Shit-shit-shit.”“Alright, how long ago did he leave?”His fists tightened.“Two hours ago.”“It took.