"It's time," she said. She inched her body back along the bench. Blazer's spit-soaked prick brushed across her flesh. She spasmed. It felt like a hot ...oker against her skin. Blazer, his prick throbbing, neighed. He jerked, his balls aching as he tried to jam his prick back into her mouth. It was impossible and he snorted in frustration."Easy," Lynne soothed, a tremor in her voice. "Easy." She held his cock and rubbed it over her taut stomach. Another twisting move and his steel-beamed dick. "I-I'm sorry sir!" Georgia cried."Sorry for what?"More and more tears ran down her face, and she managed to hiccup the words "I- hic- I'm sorry for being a bitch!"With that, I took my hand off her and stood back. She took a few minutes to recover from the shock of it all, but she eventually managed to pull up her panties and skirt. She then sat down and winced. I somewhat sympathised with the pain she felt, as I had felt it many times before in my youth."Now Georgia, are you going to be a good. I said, "What, that I'm cut or how I wank?"How you wank. i've seen your dick enough times to know your circumcised."Reluctantly I undid my jeans and pull out my cut, now stiff cock. I rubbed precum around the mushroom head and around the sensitive scar line, then up and down the shaft."Let me have a go..." Adam took me in his hand and wanked me off. My balls tightened as I shot my load."Now my turn," he said as he pulled down his tracky bottoms and pants at the same time. His dick was rock hard. ’ I was absolutely sure that I was right about the kid. ‘Yeah, so what do you suggest?’ ‘Call the local sheriff and have him send us a tow truck. We don’t want a deputy, not with me hauling around this .38 and us riding on what might or might not be legal bikes.’ ‘Good point.’ Marty said. We went to ground and waited thirty minutes for the tow truck. Marty instructed the driver to take us to a motel in town. On the way out of the country lane, I saw the kid’s sports sedan parked just off the.