I lifted her up in the air and she wrapped both legs around me, and I held her ass and fucked her harder and deeper. Dreama wanted every inch of me an... bounced herself up and down on my big black cock. When her perky tit jumped out of her skimpy shirt, I placed my mouth over the nipple and sucked the hell out of it. It felt like the whole room was spinning and moving when I finally bust my nut deep inside my very first piece of white pussy. I had to brace myself on a stack of boxes so I didn’t. “When did you say your husband would be back?”“He told me within the hour and that was a while ago. It should be soon.”“Ah, ok then,” I told her. “Perfect.”* * *Waking up with a hangover is a sign you did something bad. Waking up on the floor is a sign you’ve done something worse.That mantra rolled through my head as I stood up from the pristine white carpet, stained only by two wet patches, one from drool and the other from a bottle of whiskey.“Be home in an hour,” is what my husband’s text. "You mean, should you decide this is not for you. That is fine, if I don't hear from you. then I will see you on Wednesday." I said it then closed the connection.Jerrod was not in any of my data bases, but I knew he would be in the data base of the farm. I had no access to their data base, but I knew someone who could get into more data bases than I knew about, and he wasn't a farmer's boy.I left a message on Peter's phone, then I shut down and plugged in the MP3 player. I did it just to. The dress code for the dance was a suit for the boys and skirts or dresses for the women. No jeans or casual clothes for the boys were permitted and no slacks or leggings for the women. Keith had drawn a woman’s name who was the mother of one of the guys he did not know. At his mother’s urging, Keith went to her house and asked her to the dance in person. She was a little older than his own mother, about 30 pounds overweight, about 5’7” tall with auburn hair. She was very outgoing though, and.