<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BFMjcU3.jpg)</div>Perhaps Kayla should have experienced this act as slightly humiliating to her person. On her knees in front of the much older man, sucking his balls whilst he only seemed to give her some small measure of attention and the occasional grunt of approval. Yet it was the fact that a man like Tony could take her ball-sucking with such ease that was part of the appeal. If she did the same thing to the inexperienced boys she an Sara occasionally partied with at the old abandoned drive-in, they would shoot their loads in two minutes or less. Yet Tony could take this kind of stimulation for a long time without feeling the need to pop one off, which always amazed her. She knew it was partially his superior experience but she also realized on some instinctive level that Tony Martin was just better at sex than those boys and he would still be better than them even when those teenagers got more experienced.<br/><br/>Eventually Tony’s quiet contemplations is pierced through as he makes eye contact with her and then touches her hair whilst grasping his rod by the base and then bringing it to her lips. She had detached her mouth from his balls just prior to this and now her lips engulf his length and she pushes her face ever deeper on it to take his rod closer towards her gullet. Eventually his knobhead passes past the threshold of her throat entrance and she is using her mouth, tongue and throat to stimulate his rod. The shift of her oral attentions has also brought Tony’s own focus back to the task he was busy with when she had originally joined him outside of the cabin. As she polishes his knob, he starts to sharpen his tools again. Thus the early afternoon air is filled with the sounds of her mouth and throat repeatedly engulfing his length, the metallic sound of various knives and blades being run over a whetstone and the sounds of nature from the surrounding forest.<br/><br/>Time seemed to pass slowly, with each participant seemingly focusing entirely on their task. For Kayla, that task was pleasuring a throbbing, huge cock. For Tony, that task was maintaining his tools’ sharpness. Eventually the man did turn his attention back to her. She noticed his eyebrows raising, his eyes widening and then his gaze meeting hers. A low growl was all the warning she ended up getting. Then a second later, the first squirt of sticky goo was shot straight down her gullet. She moved her head back a bit, enough to take most of the remainder of his essence inside of her mouth, as she emptied his balls again. There was something of a triumphant, ecstatic feeling flooding her veins as she took his load. She always felt a measure of pride at getting the sexy older man off. Once he was done cumming, she slipped her lips off his length and then opened her mouth briefly to give him a glimpse, before downing the contents too.<br/><br/>Now that the immediate sexiness of the situation had worn off, she came back slightly to earth and realized she really needed to get home. Her initial plan had been to spend a couple of hours at the Martin’s cabin before lunch. Due to her short little slumber post-fuck in Tony’s bedroom, it was already well past noon by the time her oral ministrations had finished him off again. Kayla got up from her kneeled position and offered Tony an apologetic smile.<strong>“I should get home again… I was supposed to be back there like a couple of hours ago!”</strong>There was another reason why she needed to haul ass. That was the fact that Sara now knew her secret and even though there was no chance her older sibling would rat her out to their mom and dad, there would be the need for some damage control in their own relationship. Certainly her secrecy would have annoyed Sara a bit, knowing her sister. Especially since the sisters had always been very close and had shared everything with each other.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Kayla_Parker_Shows_Up_At_The_Cabin.jpg)</div>Kayla returned into the Martin’s cabin to gather her clothes and then she exited the place again. She got dressed on the porch and offered Tony a parting kiss on the cheek, before getting her back from the side of the cabin and then pedaling away along the forest paths. She had one more stop to make before going back to town. Her pretense for her many Martin visits had always been swimming trips to the lake. With the realization that she currently reeked of sex like a brothel bedroom after an all-night orgy, she definitely needed a pit stop there. She stripped off her clothes again and spent ten minutes in the lake water, enough to wash the musky sweat and assorted bodily fluids of her body. She now smelled like she had actually been out for a swim instead of a fuck. When she got back home, she could have a proper shower, at least after she had the predictable heart to heart with her older sister Sara.<br/>