We talked on a regular basis and found that we had a lot in common. He was in his second marriage, had two children, and was an insurance agent. Havin... just turned fifty-eight, he was thirteen years older than me, but from our chats I would never have guessed that age difference. Joe said he was still in love with his wife but, because of some sort of complications following surgery a few years earlier, he was living in a sexless marriage. That is why he had joined Lush. He missed sex, but did. I rented a large four by four SUV, just in case, and we got through downtown Denver before the rush hour hit full force.We stopped and ate supper at a truck stop on the west side of town.The drive up into the mountains was very scenic, with water cascading down the sides of the highway, in little mini-rapids. We drove through a tunnel that was over a mile long. When we came out the other side, there was snow on the ground. The further into the Rockies, the deeper the snow. The highway was. Soon, they were in a rhythm.“Fuck me, Daddy,” wailed Cale.“That’s right! That this big Black dick, white boi,” commanded Dennis.“It feels so good!”“You my little girl, right?”“Yes, sir!”“Love how my li’l sissy faggot girl takes all my dick! Look at you! Look at you!”“Oh, give it to me!”Dennis impaled the small derriere. Cale took more whiffs of the poppers. Dennis pulled out and slapped Cale’s ass. “Look at that pink pussy hole. It’s wide open now,” Dennis declared. He stuck his meat back in.. I cried out as he took me, rough and hard, quick deep strokes that left me weak and pulsing. He was thick and hard and stroking every part of me that felt so good. His hands were like iron on my skin and I knew there would be bruises in the morning, but I couldn’t care as he took me, fucking me hard. His hips fit perfectly between my soft thighs, hard angles bouncing off the flesh, his muscles contracting, his mouth parting on little puffs of air. “So good baby…so good…” I said softly, my.