I figured it'd be just like old times - we'd enjoy each other's company and then I'd go home and jerk-off. When we got back to her place, I sat down a...d relaxed on Dawn's big leather sofa while she excused herself to go change into somethin' more comfortable. Now this is real life, I told myself, not some comedy show. She aint gonna come outta there wearin' lingerie. Well, sure enough, Dawn came back in wearin' a nice yellow shirt and a pair of denim pants. She wasn't wearin' no bra, but it. Kimberlyhad forgotten Mistress Coco. The large black woman lay back on the bed,one hand strumming one of her huge nipples while the other fisted herlarge cock which was still limp."How silly of me to forget you," said Kimberly. "You still haven't hadyour dick cleaned!" So saying, she pushed Susan between the shemale'sspread legs. Susan immediately grasped her mistress' dark sausage in onehand and began to fist her while at the same time she lapped her tonguealong the dick's length, licking up. "She would like to go for a stroll. Have a couple of drinks, be a little naughty, go home, and be ravished to exhaustion."I told Dot that was possible, and we had to buy some underwear too. We only purchased a red lace bra and thong. Dot was dubious about wearing the thong, but she liked the set. Dot saw a pair of fishnet holdups. I told her I didn't think they were her look, but she wanted them, so we got them too.Next, we took a stroll in the park. It was surprisingly quiet, considering it. The backside butted up against a 40-foot cliff. In front of the door was a hitching rail and water trough with a pump to one side. After staring for 5 minutes, Margarite started shuffling around. That broke my concentration.As we walked towards the cabin, I took in the rest of Jake’s spread. Off to the left was a barn, also made of stone. Along with a fenced corral. In between, it and the house was an outhouse. Complete to the moon cutout in the door.When I got to the hitching rail, I tied off.