“Take your coat off and give it to me to hang up for a minute while you drink this,” Judy told the stranger, holding out a glass to him. She took ...is wet coat as he took the glass from her. “Sit down,” she told him, “my name’s Judy!”“I’m Greg,” he responded, “it’s nice to meet you, Judy!” His eyes again flicked over the outline of her body as she returned from hanging his coat on the back of the door and sat at the table.Judy picked up her drink and took a long sip, relishing the burn of the. He thrust it deep inside her mouth making her gag slightly. He held her head against him so that she couldn’t back away. He released her and she took a deep breath and moved her head back towards him. Her tongue licking the tip. ‘suck it baby, I love how greedy my little slut is for daddy’s cock in her mouth!’She took him deep into her mouth, sucking and licking. Trying to make him cum. Her moans vibrated against his shaft, she could feel he was near.He grabbed her hair and pulled her away.. “Son of a bitch,” he moaned. “At this rate, it will take me all winter to get the grains, berries, or whatever the hell they call them, off the stalks, and I have to wait for a windy day to winnow the chaff out.” But he did have a large pile of wheat stalks already. “Now if he could just figure out a way to use them.” Shit, if nothing else, I’ll save them to burn come winter. The straw probably won’t last very long, but it should make a hot fire, and hey, it might work for kindling. Might even. "Patrick was getting really uncomfortable at Zeke's narrative. He didn't have much of a sex life; mostly because he was short and skinny and the girls just didn't seem to go for him. He'd gotten himself laid in college, but hadn't really had a steady girlfriend, ever. He'd never done anything with another man, but he had wondered about gay sex. He'd visited some gay websites and the movies and pictures there had aroused him. He had been especially aroused by the movies of older men dominating.