" I may have had a drink," Ashley said. "Nothing wrong with that, is there?" No, I guess not," Bill said, yawning. "Are you okay to drive? I'm so tire... I want to sleep in the car on the way home." Sure, honey," Ashley said. "I'll go get the car, and I'll meet you at the curb outside the terminal."She was insulted that Bill had lost interest so suddenly, when she had tried so hard to be sexy.Well, if he's not interested, I'm sure there are other men who would like to fuck me, she thought. She. Saturday arrived and we set off, the ride to camp was a good three hours, with the last part on a dirt road. We left the city at eight a.m., stopped just before we got to the dirt road for a snack and reached the lake site around noon. During the ride, Mr. O was his usual self, conversing calmly without getting into details and mainly discussing about me getting into college and my career choice. He was an accountant in charge of the Finance Office at City Hall. One thing he added though was. As she sucked his dick he kept finger fucking her wet cunt. When his fingers were nice and wet he moved them to her asshole and finger fucked it as she sucked harder on that huge cock. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and lifted his dick and pushed her to his balls and she began sucking them. She knew what he liked. He let her suck his balls for a while then he moved her hot mouth back to his dick and shoved it all the way in her mouth so she could suck him as he kept his hand on the back of. I showed him what I'd drawn and he gasped with delight. "Oh my God, Michael! That looks better than the real thing!"I thanked him for the encouragement and then returned to the matter at hand. "Could you show me how your cocks would normally be positioned when you do your... what do you call it.... frotting, is it?" Kind of like this," Stephen said, and grabbed Adam's floppy manhood to direct upwards so that the backs of their two shafts were pressed together. "We work them together with.