The warm, soft feel of Beth's lips on him transported Jeffrey into another dimension. His entire consciousness was centered on this feeling and the woman who created it. He didn't care if the whole neighborhood was filming them. He wouldn't have stopped now if they were. Beth knew how to give head. Forming a tight circle with her lips she continued down Jeffrey's long hard shaft. She loved the feel and taste of his cock, loved the musky odor and the contour of swollen veins and flesh. She probed with her tongue, enjoying the throbbing beat of his pulse and took more and more of him in.