There were three middle aged ladies sitting at a picnic table near the rear of the room. Their eyes lit up when I entered. I ranked their threat asses...ment as high. Not because I thought they were assassins, but because I had a feeling I had seen at least one of them before. If I had, then it had been during one of my visits to the farm.I opened a channel to the farm while the black man behind the counter found a bag for me. He handed it to me and I put it on my cafeteria tray just like the. As he walked over and sat down he said he was just looking for a blow job before he went to work. . My friend walked over and got down onhis knees and started opening this fellows pants, getting his pants down he started to lickand suck his cock, while the guy closed his eyes and laid back and said this wouldn't take long. I opened my pants and started to masturbate watching this going on in front of me.He was right it didn't take long, soon he was moaning and started to buck, and announced. I responded by closing the gap between us and planting a kiss on her ear. My wife's ears are sensitive and a little tickling of the ear and she'd be in the "mood" in a heartbeat. Lo and behold, she grabbed my member which was as hard as a rock. She began to rub it slowly teasing me and making me moan in anticipation. But I didn't really have the inclination nor the time for foreplay so I just dove right in. I literally dove right into her pussy with my tongue and licked it like it was an ice. It was still light, though the sun was dipping toward the horizon, and Kirsten was wondering where her husband and Mark might be. After thinking about it for a while, she realized that they might be right up at Marks, maybe drinking beer and talking about dogs or flying, or something. Not that she was worried; Mike often had to stay out late -- but she was curious. Besides, that gave her a reason to call Jackie.Kirsten and Jackie had been friends in high school, but after high school, they'd.