His mind wandered to Natasha, he envisioned her wearing a sexy teddy, and lying on the rug. He felt his cock swelling inside his pants and fought the ...rge to stroke it. After seeing that everything looked fine he walked into the kitchen to prepare the wine. He then walked back into the living room, and set the chilled glasses and wine on the table next to the rug. Following that he turned around and slid a Michael Bolton CD into the music console. It was the kind of music he called, “Fucking. Then I asked her was she aware of cow girl style. She told yes even your uncle likes it a lot.So I told her we save it for the last bitch.I went down to the pussy and I started fingering her pussy. I increased the speed slowly. She made noise like ohhhhh ahhhh hhhh ahhh hhh loudly.She told she was about to cum and I opened my mouth and took all the juices in my mouth.She told you fucker now dont make me beg for your cock in my pussy.I told her you bitch you need to become my sex slave.I will. Once again my cunt aches for relief.Slowly, without ever looking away from me, you take a strawberry and bite into it, letting the juices run down your chin and drip onto your breasts. You smile and motion for me to come forward. Without hesitation I set my glass down and walk to you and drop to my knees. Your legs are on either side of me and your breasts hang in front of me, just at eye level. Without hesitation I start to lick the juices off. You giggle and grab a handful of my hair. I lick. We took a couple turns, and before long, we were at the tree lines. The trees were thick, but had a small opening to park, his black truck easily hid in the shadows.I got out of the truck, opened the back door that was on my side, and grabbed the blanket we always kept in the truck.Ryan put the tailgate down, and helped me up into the bed. We laid the blanket down. As soon as it was down, Ryan came over to me.He started by kissing my neck, sliding my cardigan off my shoulders as he stood behind.