minutes.
'I-I-I'm gonna cum,' he husked. 'I'm gonna shoot my load all over my goddamn uniform!'
She slowed the car down and pulled off the road. She was still pumping her hand up and down on his horny prick as she looked in the rear-view mirror and ahead. There was nobody coming-nobody except Danny!
'Tell me when you can't hold it any longer,' she breathed, leaning forward and watching her own slender fingers curled around the big, lewdly erected organ of the cadet.
Danny closed his eyes and let his lips part as one drumming thrill after another went through his balls and out to the head of his cock. He thought of hot pussies all lined up in a row for him to fuck-everything from young cants to the hairy snatches of forty-year old whores!
'AA.AAHHHHhhhhh!!!'
She could feel the powerful surging from his testicles, and swiftly, expertly, she leaned far over his thighs and took over half of his rigid prick into her mouth. The warm, velvety touch of her lips and tongue over his hard peter triggered the final joy for him, and with a grunt of pure lust he let his balls fire off one tremendous glut of sperm after another.
The hot, bolting jets of his male nectar filled her mouth to overflowing-but she swallowed every drop of it. She loved the taste and smell of his creamy, healthy sperm. She vented her own need for pleasure by continuing for a few moments to gently suck around the head of his prick, milking the last droplets onto her tongue while one of her hands softly squeezed the root of his cock.
Very slowly, very reluctantly, his penis softened in her mouth. She gave his faltering prick one of two loving swipes with her tongue.
From the hill just above the parked station wagon, Bill and Kurt could waste no more time watching the wild scene. It had been almost an hour since they had left the girls at the cabin, and these two unlikely lovers had been the first human beings they had come upon. Kurt ran the few steps down out of the roadside brush and stuck his head in the window. He didn't bother to look down at the cadet's penis; he had seen enough of it in the last ten minutes.
'Listen,' he said. 'I know this is a hell of a time but my friend and I have to get to the police. Will you drive us? Our car has been stolen.'
Sylvia was almost in a state of hysterics, but before she could pull herself together, Bill and Kurt were in the car, with Kurt driving. Danny and Sylvia sat in the back seat, just looking at each other in sheer fright. Maybe these two men were the police! And God! They were driving straight to the police station in the village!
But the woman and the young man calmed down as they sat and listened to Kurt tell his story to the desk sergeant.
The complaint filed, Sylvia drove the two men to where they could rent a car to drive back to the cabin. Before she left them, Bill gave Sylvia a knowing grin and said, 'Listen, here's our phone numbers down in the city. After you and your husband get back there, give us a call. We'll have.a little party, if you know what I mean.'
Sylvia knew exactly what he meant, and she did call a week later. After that it was a steady weekly affair, all five of them playing from bed to bed… Stacey's bed, Kurt's bed, anybody's bed. But not Sylvia's bed.
She had never even mentioned a word of the incident in the mountains to her husband Joe. He would never understand.
