#35526 - She necked a couple of drinks and was flirting like crazy with some poor guy, Steve came over and said his car was due in a few minutes, I looked at my watch, I couldn’t believe it was 11. I was now behind them, the view, took me over the top Tracy looked like a jockey on a racehorse her hips lower than her knees the round moons of her arse split by a cock that was well, up there, I gasped panted and came again, my arm and hand ached my lips sore I was sticky wet all down my inner thigh my legs trembled my breath short, Christ I had to stop. She was rummaging in her small hand bag she pulled out a condom and ripped the foil open she licked the head of his cock once more then moved the condom over it and started to roll it down, now I know the joke about the code number on a condom that you only see when it’s fully unrolled, I know that Steve and I never get that far, but my eyes saw it unrolled and about two thirds of the way down and it was tight the rubber was biting into his