I raised my gaze to Omagelia face and saw a sly smile on his lips, slowly Omagelia, reached out and started to stroke the length of his monstrous tool... I looked mesmerized as Omagelia, slowly slid his hand back and forth the entire length of his f******n inch phallus. I could not move my eyes away from his magnificent shaft and bright red penile glans. His testicles were the size of tennis balls and hung half way to his knees, I imagined that if his penis was flaccid it would hang beneath his. She threw her hands between her legs and took over the vagina play so I could get two fingers up her arse. "Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm. hmmmmmmm!" She had another orgasm, moved her hands over to her bum cheeks and spread them for me. I touched the head of my penis against her. "Are you ready for this?" Hmmmmmmmm". I breached and her arse hole got tight around the bottom of the head. "Owwwwwww! Fuck!" I tried to pull out but was stuck. I pushed a little more."Hmmmmmmahhhhh!" I was about a quarter of the. Then she would remember how wonderful he had been on that high hill in the moonlight. Every time she did, goosebumps chased one another across her belly accompanying a throbbing in the center and her belly going liquid.Later the memory of that morning in the restaurant with the two farmers sitting behind her, talking about the "scream of the Mountain Lion." Even now lying in bed her face burned recalling the words of the old farmer. She flounced over onto her side, "Mountain lion indeed!" Then. “I could hear my phone but I could not reach it young man. Why?” she said in a louder voice.“Hold that thought Marci. Just curious about your phone. Maybe I should get it for you.” I said as I left the door open and walked outside and around the bench to her purse. She kept mumbling something as I bent down to pick up her purse. Her big black leather purse was full of empty water bottles and different female things. I finally found her small cell phone at the bottom of her purse.I walked.