I didn't have to wait long. The biggest problem was that I really didn't know what I wanted. It was worse than being a kid in a candy store with a poc...et full of quarters ... or worse, a toy store just before Christmas. My 'gimmie' gland was twitching, wanting anything and everything in sight ... now, and preferably all loaded and ready to shoot!Did I mention that this was a serious weapons collection? Not just a pile of mil-surplus crap waiting for a midnight cargo run to some African dictator. She asked if she could go to see more of the lake since this was her first time there. I said sure and with no apprehension, she climb aboard and off we went. She sat right next to me on the back seat and as we left the cove she kissed me again. I returned the kiss and our tongue started to explore each other mouths. She place her hand on my leg and caressed my inner thigh, excitement overwhelmed me and my heart was beating rapidly. I moved her hand toward my sweetness as to offering it to her,. Ofcourse I had no interest in stopping this hot stud. Hewas sending me into orbit and I was anxiously awaitinghis balls to unload in me as this always sends me overthe edge. Oh damn, this young black stud was making me his. I wasthinking that I wanted to take him home with me andkeep him so I could have him every time I got horny. Iwould even want him after my husband had me… I knewthat just looking at him would make me wet and readyfor his cock.Suddenly, I snapped out of my trance and. Pulled back slightly and pressed back into me, I quickly grabbed his hands and squeezed hard. Mr. G. whispered '...that's right boy, hold me tight, here we go...' As I laid on my said I suffered as Mr. g. slid his huge old penis back and forth in my butt. Hot tears of shame and pity flowed from my eyes as Mr. G. had his way. After twenty minutes of grueling sex, Me G. whispered '..I'm almost there boy almost there. Roll over to your stomach, roll over...' I dared not protest as he pressed me.