Kneeling down was laddering my stockings but I didn’t care, and I looked up with expectation as he started to unbuckle his belt. The doorway was dark, but the pedestrianised town-centre lights created enough light for me to see the outline of something rather large stretching his tight white cotton briefs.
My own panties started to stretch and I felt the need to adjust myself but didn’t remove my gaze for a second from what I was about to behold. Oh my goodness I gasped as his manhood sprung clear, I naturally moved towards him, licking my crimson lips as his leaning forward to lower his jeans meant his huge knob was tantalising close!
I grasped his thick shaft with my left hand, and cupped his big heavy balls with my right, squeezing tightly I felt him throb. The hum from the nearby pub reminded me how public this was but never mind I was fixated by the prize. A huge throbbing slab of manhood that was soon to be down my throat.
In that moment I didn’t care who could or could not see what we were up to, and neither did he as he held my head in his hands and directed me towards his throbbing member. My mouth was wide open, I was ready to receive, and receive I did as without ceremony he thrust his huge cock into my mouth.
