June 19th, 2009 › Contributors › Lizzy ›
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| Been a hard day, hasn’t it Roadie? You and your buddy the sound guy are just about finished for the night, and the last ones to lock up the equipment bus. Man, the truck stop shower is gona feel good, hot pounding water and some knob polishing ought to finish you for the day. Last check of the soundboards and there’s Doug calling you to fix some problem.
Problem? Hell No! Doug’s got a crap-eating grin on his face and his hand full of silky dark hair. I look closer to see a tiny brunette with her lips locked around his hard cock and one hand rubbing his balls, like a Pro! Come on man, your Bud says- Drop those jeans and slide it in, bet you a 6 pack, she’s dripping wet.
It didn’t take you a minute, did it, to kick off your pants and grab your throbbing meat? Not once you heard that lil bit of a gal, groaning and gagging on your friend’s dick. Doug was right, smooth, creamy and so tight you got just lean back and let her hump, till she pops out and begs to take her up the ass. |
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