I spotted the tall, thin out blond young woman sitting on the corner right in the center of the zone. When I drove by, she glanced at me, but I was uncertain if she was looking for a date. I turned the corner and pulled to the curb about 100 fundament 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 mile to get away from the hot pickup office, then pulled over to the curb. Looking her over, I realized she was really tall - probably over 6 invertebrate foot. I asked and she confirmed, 6'1 ''. She did n't attend wasted by a drug-based life mode : her peel was clear, she had Andrew Dickson White shining teeth, and all were there. She was slender but substantial, not a pin figure. She had ash blond hair that was pinned up into a slopped bun. She was pretty and had a swell smile. Her epithet was Alexis.

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

'' Now you, '' she said, so I unzipped my pants. She reached inside and gently grasped my rapidly growing cock. `` Ooh my, Nice and big, just the way I like it. '' We discussed the carte, with appetiser, entree and afters and their cost. Everything was reasonable, so I selected the nose candy job pick. We drove to my dearie patch, which was safe and nearby. I handed her $ 20 and undid my dungaree, dropping them down to my ankles. Alexis reached over and held my rooster in her left hand. It was growing harder by the minute, especially when she turned in the arse and dropped her head word into my lap. Her mouth closed over my tool and slid it deep into her mouth, then back out again, up and down at a slow, leisurely pace.

Soon my cock had reached its to the full length, and was as firm and hard as a rock'n'roll. She settled down and took me inscrutable into her mouth, pushing against the opening to her pharynx, then sliding it all the way in as she pushed her head down so my cock was all the way up her throat and her lips were embedded in my pubic hair. Up and down she went, sliding her moist, indulgent throat so my penis was just inside her sass, then ramming it all the way in to the depths of her throat. I could see the midst gibbousness my cock made as it went down her throat, the protuberance growing farsighted as the top dog went mysterious and deeper, then reversed the trip. Wow, this girl knew how to suck a peter. I was getting the skillful deep throat prick suck of my life. I asked if she would swallow my cum, and she stopped, withdrew, and said, `` I do n't usually do that. '' I let it drop ; I was having too upright a metre to try to convince her otherwise, as much as I hate an open-the-door-to-spit ending.

Alexis was in no hurry, so she paused occasionally, sometimes with my turncock at full depth, sometimes when it popped out of her mouth, where she licked it hungrily with her tongue. The feelings started to swell up bass inside me, as my load began its journey from within. She sensed this, and slowed to let the notion subside, then resumed to slowly bring the spermatozoon up again. I lost rails of the minutes and of how many times she did this, as I got closer and closer to cuming. She stopped again for a longer clip, letting me calm back down again, though by now I was aching to cum. But she waited, and I waited, knowing the pleasure point would go a mountain pass 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 nip it rhythmically, grasping it with her throat muscular tissue then letting it go. Now she was pumping my stopcock with her pharynx, gripping it in her velvet throat lining, not moving up and down, but just squeezing and releasing it in a compelling tempo. I was set up to cum

'' Stop, '' I said, knowing I was about to photograph a huge load. I had another program first. Alexis released my cock, wondering what I was up to.

Reaching into my pocket I pulled out a crack pipe. Before I picked up Alexis, I had loaded a big chunk of E. B. White rock 'n' roll on top of the chore boy at the end, and melted it down so it was quick to burn up. Out came the barge, the pipe went into my mouth, and I was ready. I fired up the light and held the flame in front of the end of the pipe, beginning a decelerate steady draw as the go popped and sizzled. I sucked in the thick lily-white smoking that filled the pipe, and held my breath.

'' Hit it, Alexis. '' She did, swallowing my cock again and repeating the rhythmical squeezing with her throat brawniness. I could n't put it off any longer - I was going to come NOW. Then the sally hit. As I let out the fatheaded smoke, I was blasted from the peak of my orgasm to the pinnacle of a offer high. My ears rang, firework exploded in my brain, and I was propelled to another aeroplane of pleasure, a high gear I had never dreamt of. As she repeatedly squeezed and released my turncock with her pharynx, my cock grew even harder, and my balls tightened against the bottom of my shaft, then started to throb as my cum welled up and blasted deep down her throat, glob after glob after glob shooting up into her. I was shattered by orgasm after coming as I came and came and came until my musket ball were drained.

As I lay back in a astonied syncope of delight, I remembered that Alexis still had my stopcock in her throat. She had let the unenviable chunk of cum drip down into her mouth, then released by spent extremity. She sat up with a chuckle, and opened her mouth to show me the white sticky cum on her tongue. 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 chortle and said, `` Oops, I forgot and swallowed your shipment. Yummy ! '' I was delighted.

I offered her the pipe, which was full moon of midst brown resin in the chore boy and dripping down the stem. She took the pipe and put it in her oral cavity, and lit the flame, expertly warming up the crevice until it became white dope. I watched as the glass metro filled with the Elwyn Brooks White smoke, which she sucked down her cum-coated throat and into her lungs. After she filled her lungs she motioned to me, pressed her lips to mine, opened her backtalk and blew a slow steady current of crack smoke into my oral cavity as I inhaled. The smoke was dessert and slightly medicinal on my lingua. I held my breath, and again the gong rang and I was transported into Never-Never landed estate .