He opened his pants very slowly, as I stared at his crotch. Then he pulled his underwear down and exposed a very handsome, very stiff cock and some n...cely hanging balls. I reached over and took his cock in my hand. It was so hard! He reached for me again, and we stroked each other's cocks.Suddenly, I heard a bike hit the ramp at the other end of the bridge. We quickly covered up, and a pair of guys came blasting across and went by us in a flash. I suggested, "Let's go under the bridge." . He put his hand in my mouth and started to fuck me very hard. I was crying due to pain and he was enjoying my condition.After a while, he removed his hand from mouth to let me moan because he liked the sound of me crying and moaning. He started to fuck me even harder now. And while doing so he was kissing and pressing my boobs. Now we both were so worked up that sweat was dripping through our bodies. His sweat was falling on my body while he was fucking me.He was still fucking me but his speed. 5 inch ke approx wo dekh ko wo exited ho gayie or unka phone aya mere pass ke kha ho mene bola apne room or he hu to unhone bola ke aj clg ke chuti kar lo kahi ghumne chalte hai mere mun main ab ladoo fut rahe theOr mene haan bol di unhone mujhe 11 baje ka time diya ir mene unhe apna address msg kar diya wo mujhe pic up karne agyie jb 11 baje unka call aya ke wo niche khadi hai main niche gya to waha ek black colour ke luxury car khadi hai to wo gate andar se bhabhi ne khola or main beth gya. ” she stopped and were about to leave the room when I said “its okay, not your fault, I should’ve locked the door,” I said, but all red and embarrassed. “ No no, its my fault. I should have knocked the door first.” Amy corrected me. Indeed she was right but same time I was happy she did what she did. I found this situation to be good. I might use this moment to fuel myself when jerking off. I removed my hands and my cock was even harder than before. I began asking her questions, one question.