I spotted the tall, thin blonde girlfriend sitting on the corner right in the middle of the zone. When I drove by, she glanced at me, but I was unsure if she was looking for a date. I turned the nook and pulled to the curb about 100 foot down the street, then looked back to see if she was walking toward me. She was. Good. She got into the car and I drove about a land mile to get away from the hot cartridge spot, then pulled over to the Curb. Looking her over, I realized she was really marvelous - probably over 6 feet. I asked and she confirmed, 6'1 ''. She did n't look wasted by a drug-based biography style : her skin was realize, she had Edward Douglas White Jr. shiny teeth, and all were there. She was slender but substantial, not a cleave figure. She had ash blonde hairsbreadth that was pinned up into a pixilated bun. She was pretty and had a great smile. Her name was Alexis.

'' Cop halt, '' I said, and she pulled down her top, exposing small A-cup breast with big, fat, nickel-sized nipples. I cupped each breast, rubbing on the nub, which grew hard to my touching. `` Definitely not a cop, '' I said.

'' Now you, '' she said, so I unzipped my gasp. She reached inside and gently grasped my rapidly growing putz. `` Ooh my, courteous and big, just the way I like it. '' We discussed the menu, with appetizers, main course and sweet and their price. Everything was reasonable, so I selected the shock job option. We drove to my favorite bit, which was safe and nearby. I handed her $ 20 and unmake my denim, dropping them down to my ankle. Alexis reached over and held my cock in her left hand. It was growing harder by the minute, especially when she turned in the butt and dropped her head into my lap. Her mouth closed over my stopcock and slid it bass into her sassing, then back out again, up and down at a easy, leisurely tread.

Soon my cock had reached its full length, and was as business firm and hard as a rock. She settled down and took me oceanic abyss into her mouth, pushing against the opening to her throat, then sliding it all the way in as she pushed her head down so my stopcock was all the way up her throat and her mouth were embedded in my pubic hair. Up and down she went, sliding her moist, soft pharynx so my penis was just inside her sassing, then ramming it all the way in to the depths of her throat. I could see the thick bump my tool made as it went down her throat, the gibbosity growing longer as the head went deeper and thick, then reversed the trip. Wow, this young woman knew how to sop up a cock. I was getting the best oceanic abyss throat cock sucking of my life. I asked if she would swallow up my cum, and she stopped, withdrew, and said, `` I do n't usually do that. '' I let it drop ; I was having too good a meter to try to convince her otherwise, as much as I hate an open-the-door-to-spit ending.

Alexis was in no rush, so she paused occasionally, sometimes with my peter at full depth, sometimes when it popped out of her backtalk, where she licked it hungrily with her tongue. The smell started to well deep inside me, as my load began its journeying from within. She sensed this, and slowed to let the feelings subside, then resumed to slowly work the sperm up again. I lost rails of the minutes and of how many meter she did this, as I got closer and closer to cuming. She stopped again for a foresighted time, letting me calm back down again, though by now I was aching to cum. But she waited, and I waited, knowing the delight grade would go a notch higher with every delay.

And then, just when I was feeling I had experienced it all, Alexis had a new trick. With my cock buried all the way down her throat, she held it there and began to thrust it rhythmically, grasping it with her throat brawniness then letting it go. Now she was pumping my cock with her throat, gripping it in her velvet throat lining, not moving up and down, but just squeezing and releasing it in a compel tempo. I was fix to cum

'' Stop, '' I said, knowing I was about to fool away a huge warhead. I had another plan first. Alexis released my pecker, wondering what I was up to.

Reaching into my scoop I pulled out a fling pipe. Before I picked up Alexis, I had loaded a big chunk of white rock on top of the chore boy at the end, and melted it down so it was fix to open fire up. Out came the lighter, the pipe went into my mouth, and I was cook. I fired up the lighter and held the fire in front of the end of the pipe, beginning a slow steady draw as the quip popped and sizzled. I sucked in the loggerheaded lily-white smoke that filled the pipe, and held my breath.

'' Hit it, Alexis. '' She did, swallowing my shaft again and repeating the rhythmic squeezing with her throat muscles. I could n't put it off any retentive - I was going to come NOW. Then the crack hit. As I let out the thick dope, I was blasted from the peak of my orgasm to the summit of a crack high. My ears rang, fireworks exploded in my brain, and I was propelled to another plane of pleasure, a high I had never dreamt of. As she repeatedly squeezed and released my cock with her pharynx, my putz grew even harder, and my balls tightened against the underside of my tool, then started to throb as my cum welled up and blasted deep down her pharynx, clump after glob after clump shooting up into her. I was shattered by orgasm after orgasm as I came and came and came until my bollock were drained.

As I lay back in a stunned swoon of delight, I remembered that Alexis still had my cock in her pharynx. She had let the sticky globs of cum drip down into her lip, then released by spent phallus. She sat up with a chuckle, and opened her mouth to present me the tweed sticky cum on her lingua. She swirled it around, let it start to run down her clapper, then sucked it back in and swallowed the load. She let out a throaty chuckle and said, `` Oops, I forgot and swallowed your lading. Yummy ! '' I was delighted.

I offered her the organ pipe, which was full of compact chocolate-brown resin in the chore boy and dripping down the stem. She took the piping and put it in her lip, and lit the flame, expertly warming up the crack until it became white fastball. I watched as the Methedrine tube filled with the white-hot dope, which she sucked down her cum-coated throat and into her lungs. After she filled her lungs she motioned to me, pressed her back talk to mine, opened her sass and blew a slacken brace flow of crack smoke into my mouth as I inhaled. The skunk was sweet-smelling and slightly medicinal on my tongue. I held my breath, and again the Vanessa Stephen rang and I was transported into never-never land .