PATRICK DELPHIA-Running off to Mexico to fuck latinas

"You took your time," exclaimed Bob, looking a little miffed at being left on his own. Julie looked Bob in the eye and watched his face colour as she said quite calmly in a low voice, "Sorry Bob darling, but Sue her had to lick the cum out of my pussy after you had filled it the car park". Bob's mouth dropped open as Julie went on "Oh and then both of us got our asses fucked senseless by two dykes with large strap-ons". Bob turned to Sue in shock but could see from the glazed look on her face that she was still in a high state of sexual excitement. Before he could speak Sue looked at him and said in a low lust filled voice "Bob, take me blowjob home, fuck my pussy then my ass and then I want to taste your lovely cum". Bob was speechless but grabbed his coat and turned to thank Julie but found missionary he was staring at her departing back. Julie walked across the car park singing softly but happily to herself, "Happy birthday to me,... Happy birthday to me,... Happy birthday dear Julie,... Happy fucking birthday to me." As soon as the plane landed, Jake turned his phone on and checked his messages. A week later, and still nothing from Katie, "shit, I really fucked up." he thought to himself, before scrolling through his remaining messages. Coach Hendricks had messaged him, he was pitching tomorrow. He was eager to show the scouts that his last game wasn’t a fluke. The family deboarded the plane, grabbed their luggage and headed home. Just as he got into his big cock room, his phone chimed, it was Ms Dyers, "7pm sunday, 48 Harrison Lane" it read. Jake grinned, eager for another chance to get with her after she used him on his birthday a week ago. He got his gear ready for the next morning’s game, and went to bed. He awoke the next morning, and got dressed for the game. Once he got to the ballpark, he went through his pre-game routine and felt great in his bullpen session. He was lights out all morning, he allowed only 1 hit, striking out Brunette 12 in his first 5 innings of work, his offense hot, giving him a sizeable 5-0 lead. Until he noticed her, She was standing along the left field fence, barely tall enough to see over it, her arms folded along the top of the chain link fence, chin resting on her hands, blonde hair flowing in the light breeze, Katie had come. Things changed, he couldn’t locate his pitches, none of his breaking balls had any movement. He got shelled that inning, walking five batters, and allowing two home runs. 7 earned runs in an inning, he was pulled. He sulked on the bench trying to piece together what happened, he noticed the scouts had all left Hardcore shortly thereafter, his baseball career was doomed. His team was able to climb back from the deficit, and won 8-7 in a walk off hit in the final at bat by his best friend Chris, he congratulated his friend as he walked to his car, still upset from his performance. Katie was waiting for him, leaning against his jeep. He smiled weakly, as he approached her. "I’m sorry" he opened with, "“No, I’m sorry, it just caught me off guard and I over reacted." Katie interjected. “I'm thinkin' 'bout movin' on. I felt the great desire to walk into this scene, but I stayed put. I'm excited for what's to come. You look a little sick. He immediately hired a national attorney versed in this kind of matter Hardcore and the network who felt just terrible about this, mostly due to the terrible publicity and also expensive lawsuits that could result, were more than gracious in offering to heal the oversight. My fat nipple drank it in. My pussy clenched, the big cock pleasure surging through me. So here’s the background... There seemed to be a lot of men staying at that end of the bar for quite some missionary time that night. The heat and tightening of her pussy, pushed me over the edge and blowjob I emptied into her as she tossed back and forth. Stick Brunette that long tongue of yours up inside my ass!" I don’t know how loud because her thighs covered my ears.