‘You should be going now,’ she said after a period of silence. ‘Your lucky I even let you stay the night.’ ‘I’d rather stay here with you....�� ‘Honey, I have glass to sell. Don’t you have a beer tent that needs you or something?’ ‘Forget the festival,’ I said embracing her. ‘Let’s just stay here in bed all day.’ ‘The sex was good Mark,’ she said pushing me away, ‘but my glass pays the bills.’ She rose from the bed and began getting dressed. Admiring her nude body in motion was like watching. I like it! Can we stop for a bite? I’m a little tipsy but I don’t feel like being alone.” (things are looking better by the minute.) “this is your Jeep? I’ve seen it around. I thought you drove a little white Capri thing. What make is the pitchfork thing on the front?” “Ha. (no I’m not exactly insulted by the lack of motor sport knowledge not many people know my exotics trident.) “That’s Lotus. It’s an Elan! Yes I own this too. And a Ducatti 650 Motorcycle ” Has she watching me? “Careful of. I hear a woman's voice begging me to cum for her, cum in her, and my imagination is galloping through woods never seen like a horse in the wild. The pumps of my cock get faster as my dick stays so hard. So hard for the face, the body, the lips I want to blast my nut all over. The point comes when I say that it is time to fulfill my goal and give myself pleasure. In the back of my mind are the girls that I have fucked, the moaning in their whimpering voices, and the pleas of there voice for me. Bo straddled Jen and lowered her pussy to her cousin’s mouth, who grabbed her by the hips and began licking and sucking her avidly. Jen might have been a little less wild than her brunette cousin, but the pretty blonde was obviously no shrinking violet. He noticed the cute daisy tattoo on her ankle, she was eating pussy like a seasoned pro. Bo’s eyes were closed, her head was thrown back and she was obviously swimming in ecstasy. ‘Oh God, fuck, Jen, you’re good at this! Greg, FUCK her! I can’t.