I told her I came over to see what was up and she said they were just trying to figure out what to do. I went back and got Ginger headed back to Bill...��s. We noticed that Bill’s trailer was getting quite warm also as the outside temp was around 118 degrees. The conversation centered on how hot it was inside as well as outside. Bill and I had our shirts offs and Olga took her top off, but kept her bra on. Ginger still had her bikini top on under her top, so she took her top off. The. Ok, I’m back. I know this is running a little long, but if you don’t know the back ground, then it’s just another scene from some porn DVD that makes no sense. Besides, the whole situation is better if you know why it happened, not just that it happened.Ok, back to the action.First, just a little bit more background to put this whole thing into perspective. We have, been friends/lovers since 1965, it’s now late summer-early fall of 1977. I’ve been to college, married, divorced, spent four years. The killerwas a pair of black stilettos with a four inch heel that laced up aroundthe ankle. They looked really slutty but I just had to have them. As Iwas driving home I started to giggle, fucking hell how many times had Iheard Lauren say I just had to have them, fuck I am turning into a realgirl.That night I paraded around in my new acquisitions posing and struttingaround. I was trying my new lipstick when Lauren rang, it started off Okbut we had been talking for less than ten minutes when. He told me I have a nice ass, I am a sexy fuck and he hopes he can fuck me every day. I quickly said yes, and then went on about how much I loved his cock. I told him that he fucked me so good, and that it was by far, the best sex I have ever had. He told me that it can get better, much better. I couldn't wait to experience these things. When that conversation ended, he put me on my back, placed a pillow under my ass and then fucked me face to face. Again, when he started throbbing, I felt like.