. the park with the museum. Reply... where in the park. I had thought about that also. There was another big fountain in the park but at the opposite ...nd from the museum. It had a road that encircled it with a parking lot across the street. There were concerts around the fountain sometimes but not tomorrow night. All the lights would be off around there except a few streetlights so it would be pretty dark. My message... you know the other fountain where there are concerts - in that parking lot.. “YES” says Miranda, quite a bit louder this time.“Yes what?” Jemma asks in her most sarcastic tone possible.“Yes, I want to see his cock.”“Well ok then” Jemma simply says as she pulls down my shorts, releasing my now nearly deflated cock. “Looks like we’ll have to take care of this.”Jemma grabs hold of my dick while looking at Miranda and asks “so what do you think, should I stroke it or suck it to bring it back to life?”“Um, stroke it and then suck it, i guess?” Miranda answers, unaware her. Lick it Dan said. I wasnt sure, but I did as I was told. I slowly stuck my tongue out and touched it to the tip of his dick. I was greeted with a salty, sweaty taste. I didnt really enjoy it, but I didnt dislike it either. Dan was starting to thrust his dick against my mouth, and he caught me by surprise. His six inch dick parted my lips and the head slipped in. When his cock slipped into my mouth, he lost control. He started shoving more and more of his man meat into my mouth, and I didnt. “Think you can take me, Muscle?” Her moan was a sultry blend of mockery and mirth as she continued to pleasure herself, pushing her fingers slowly in and out of her fragrant snatch deliberately, her breasts heaving with each breath, her belly growing rounder as her spine began to curve, her head tilting back. I lifted my eyes to her face, noting that her own orbs had grown unfocused, partly hidden behind her pale lashes and her suddenly heavy lids. And her mouth, that sensual gash in which I.