San Sabastion State Park, California
Cullen McMann parks his Jeep Wrangler in a very familiar spot. Namely by the Ranger Station. Here he felt safe leaving it without its doors and roof. He had already consulted the Forecast to be certain his vehicle would be safe.
He himself frequented this area due to it's long winding paths which made for a scenic run. He thrived on keeping fit. Pulling in to the station he shuts his Jeep off and sits back.
Caressing Hannah Scott's long brown hair as she continued sucking his dick. He had given her the command to keep at it until he reached their destination. She definitely didn't object. However her jaw was tired.
"Okay Little Princess. We're here. You can come up for air now." He smirks.
She refused. She wanted to make him cum. His strength of will maintained his decision to hold on before cumming. Even in his relentless self control that in itself might have caused a car accident. That was not going to happen on his watch. Her parents would never forgive him. He wouldn't forgive himself.
Leaning back in his seat he allowed her to continue. As he enjoyed her long deep throat thrusts the side door to the Ranger station flew open. A young blond beauty of 5'8, 140 carried out a case of potted trees. Ready to be planted once she reached her burial plot. Looking over at Cullen and Hannah she rolled her eyes.
"Mighty bold, McMann." She spoke lowering her sunglasses to get a better view of his enormous cock. She had seen it before. Numerous times in fact. They had dated a couple months back. When Cullen first began running here.
"You know me, Wendy. Up at the crack of dawn. In more ways than one."
She hesitates making the journey over to his Jeep. Choosing to unload her arms by tossing her baby trees into her pickup. Wendy Johanson knew that he was her kryptonite. Even if another young beauty was giving him attention. One healthy view of it and she would attack like a Cougar on a Buck. She remembered how good that beast was in bed. Too bad she wanted more. He didn't.
"Here comes Old Faithful." Cullen smirks then reels back. His mighty nine inch destroyer floods Hannah's mouth. With so much cum she starts choking and turning blood red in the face. Cullen held her firmly by the back of the head. He demanded every drop swallowed. Pinching her nostrils tight encouraged the extra effort. She had little choice in the matter. No complaints.
Finally, leaping away from his cock to gasp for air she coughs numerous times. Eyes watering like a faucet. Mascara streaking her cheeks. She hovers over him staring up at him with childlike eyes. She loved this man. Who wouldn't?
"Been there done that Sugar. You get used to it after awhile."
Hannah followed the voice to see the busty Ranger who resembled Christina Aguilara. Only non Hispanic. This woman was raised in America. Half Swedish. Half Caucasion American. Making eye contact the two women pause to study the other.
Wendy winced at Hannah's youth. She was uncertain just how old Hannah was but she knew that she couldn't be over 20. The realization shocked her. She had no idea that Cullen was into such younger women.
Hannah wipes her chin while thinking of Wendy as someone she could actually see Cullen with longterm. Wondering why this Irish Adonis would abandon this woman gave her pause to look at Cullen himself.
"Quit looking at me like that. I used to date Wendy. Didn't work for us. Besides does that matter? You and I have an arrangement until your folks get home from the Bahamas. Unless you want out?"
She tilts her head with a frown, "Are you crazy? I'm yours oh Irish Master. Slut me out."
He smirks with a wink, "I knew you wouldn't bail."
"No way. She just caught me by surprise. She's gorgeous."
Wendy overhears them and puts the tailgate up on her Ranger's pickup. She then strolls over to Cullen's side. His dick still fierce and intimidating. He chuckles and wags it in Wendy's direction.
"Still got a few drops if you want some." He grins.
"Still an ass. Sure I'll bite." She turns her ball cap backwards on her head.
Wendy lowers her mouth and holds her hair out of the way as she shows Hannah how it's done. Her jaw wide and thrusting deep until she gags then releases, before gagging on it again.
Cullen McMann throws his arms behind his head in a smug comfort. He enjoyed seeing Wendy go to town. Thrust after thrust he admires her succulent inhales and extravagant exhales. No matter that they couldn't realize their chemistry there was always a strength in their satisfying natures.
With a wink toward Hannah Cullen offers her his own arrogant nod of "Who's the Man?"
Hannah smirked and shivered at Wendy's interest. She didn't want to stop. Her eyes going so far as to revealing a possession of white. Proof positive of just how much she loved that cock. Hannah grew jealous slightly. Her eyes darting from Cullen's glare to Wendy's departure from reality.
Finally, Cullen reaches under Wendy's chin and escorts her away from his crown. The woman offered a deafening sigh of departure. Her eyes trembling at her lost meal. Then, just as fast she recalls who this Man was and what had occurred in their past. It was enough for her to take a step back and wipe her chin on her sleeve.
"Good to see you again Cullen. I have dutch elms to plant."
Cullen puckers, "Going from one tree to another."
She shakes her head thinking, "I'll be sure to throw a noose over your tree next time. Just so you can hang yourself."
With a saluted wave toward Hannah, Wendy Johanson parted ways. Getting in her pickup and heading out East on to the gravel roadways.
"She seemed nice." Hannah flares her eyes at Cullen as he puts his beast away wet.
"She has her moments. No more talk about her. Let's get some exercise."
"You mean we haven't gotten enough already?" She giggles, "My jaw feels like it ran a marathon."
"Not by a long shot. Now grab a water and get that sexy ass out of my Jeep. Start shaking it." He points to a dirt trail in front of them leading into the forest.
"Yes, Sir." She salutes playfully and crawld down from her seat. She stretches to regain her loss of limberness. Once satisfied that Cullen was watching her touch her toes and pop her nipples out while tossing herself from left to right she was ready.
Stepping up behind her he slaps her ass hard and bellows, "Run Bitch!"
Hannah bulges her eyes and takes off in a swift sprint. Cullen behind her smug as all get out. He loved a sweet young ass. Hannah had that perfect heart shaped curve that made his blood pump faster. He thoroughly enjoyed her body bouncing in a delicious array of swagger.
Cullen loved being in control.
The trail was well used by joggers and BMX bikers. A separate trail running parallel for each. So as not to run over or get in each others way. Working up a healthy sweat Hannah's body began to gloss up in her first thirty minutes. Her shirt stained directly down the middle between her breasts which were colliding rather painfully and leaving a good impression.
Begging for a breather Hannah stops and bends over holding her knees. Her boy shorts crinkling up tightly between her cheeks. Her concealed clam peeking between her thighs.
Cullen just ran past her and kept on going. Her jaw drops at his resistance to let her rest. Growling under her breath she gives chase. Catching up slowly she hears a pair of BMXers riding up along side of them. Both men leering behind them at her. Enjoying the glimpses of her bare breasts flopping in and out of her cut off tank. So much so that the bikers nearly run over each other. She had to giggle at their reactions.
Sprinting by them she blows them a kiss just for kicks. Looking forward she loses her laughter.
"Where did Cullen go?"
She stops cold and looks around her. He was no where in sight. Had he darted into the underbrush? To take a leak? Surely he didn't just abandon her out here. Did he? Her fear rose as the bikers caught up to her stopping to check her out.
"You okay?" A short redheaded man with freckles asks while straddling his bike, feet on the dirt.
"Yeah. I think I lost my friend."
Hannah wrinkles her brow. Deciding to walk the path in a troubled reaction. The two bike riders coasted along side her as much to make her feel they cared as they just enjoyed her fine ass body.
"Want me to ride up ahead and tell your friend to wait up?" The second rider offers.
"How did he vanish so quickly? He couldn't have gone far. Maybe just around that batch of tall bushes. He's probably hiding ready to scare me as I run by."
She sprints toward the line of shrubs reaching them and prepared to hit him should he spring out of them. He wasn't around. Now she was beginning to worry. The bikers loitering near her talking. She could easily hear them talk about her cute ass. Her tits peeking out as she runs. It made her uneasy suddenly.
"Let me go find him. Stay here." The short rider finally leaves his friend with her to search the trail.
Zipping around a corner he disappears. Hannah paced about with her hands on her hips. Eventually she steps next to the remaining rider.
"Do you always go running dressed like that?" He swallows dryly.
"Sometimes even less." She flirts while searching with her eyes.
"That would be streaking wouldn't it?"
She smirks, "Something like that."
"Awesome. Hope you don't mind my saying so, but you're hot. My name's Cody."
"I do my best. Thanks Cody."
The missing rider starts his journey back forcing her to avert attention toward his arrival. Leaving the second man to gracefully follow.
"Did you find him?" She asks.
"He's around the bend waiting. Sitting on a rock."
"Cool. Thanks."
