A New Taste Part 31 Woodland Voyeur
The next day was a Saturday and for once I didn't have a strong longing for cock. I was still satiated from the previous days exertions. I had hired a van to pick up some furniture from a friend near Wembley Park. It was boiling hot and as soon as I had left my friends place I found myself stuck in traffic with my mind mulling over my cock sucking adventures. My tongue worked its way around my mouth and before long I found myself planning who I might contact for some relief. Then it occurred to...