If she outran the cock, then she was just that good a runner. So she kept running. She skirted through two redwood trunks, and looked over her should...r. The rogue cock was chasing her, only twenty paces behind. She felt panic rising in her pendulous breasts, and turned back and increased her pace. She had a stitch in her side soon, but she heard the rhythmic squishy crunching of the leaves on the forest floor behind her. The cock had elected to run instead of flying after her, so she heard the. ” My heart went into double time. “Not tonight, though. It’s late and I have to be up early tomorrow. Next time.”I was surprised and disappointed. In bed alone after we said goodnight, my mind raced with thoughts and images of Jon fucking me. I couldn’t fall asleep. I thought of Jean, the woman who introduced me to anal and remembered the first time. I had given her two or three clitoral climaxes with my tongue (I love eating pussy, too) and had a raging hard on. I was about to mount her when. She saved the one she thought would be his favorite for last. It was a deep purple corset she had paired with a short black pleated skirt. She walked in front of him close enough so he could touch her. She twirled around, swaying her hips, giving him a full view of every curve. He set down his glass and reached his hands out to softly glide down her sides. He paused to grip her hips tight, and pulled her down into his lap. He nuzzled her neck and she giggled softly. He continued to stroke his. When that petered out we moved into the back seat.We were pawing each other for a few minutes when we realized we didn't have time for preliminaries we needed to get to the "meat" of the situation.Ray stood in front of me and I opened his pants. I worked with them and his briefs down his legs until his semi-hard cock came into view. I licked my dry lips and hefted his shaft with my left hand. I licked and nibbled on his cock head until I felt him push more of his weapon in my waiting mouth. .