Adult Blogger: GAY HITCHHIKER pulled back after a few seconds, releasing his cock, and put a manicured finger to his lips, wiping the remnants of her lip gloss from him. "Get him drunk. Have him back by midnight," she whispered. "You come back at one. I will fuck you like none of your little girlfriends ever has."
She again looked over her shoulder to see her husband and son coming across the parking lot. She moved away from Dan, the long, shiny nails of one hand tracing down his heaving chest, giving a slight tug at his belt buckle, and called out, "I found them, Steve."
"Good, 'cause I didn't," Dan heard, trying to catch his breath as he sat in his driver's seat. The Range Rover beeped twice as Mrs. Morgan hit the remote and climbed into the passenger seat, her skirt rising to expose more of her long, lean legs. She shot Dan a lust-filled glance as Steve came around the back of the cars and got in beside Dan.
