In fact, I am sure I zoned out for much of it, only taking note when it truly interested me (Kermit and Piggy and Emma Stone and Chris Rock!). My bing... card was forgotten, as was the tableful of snacks and my glass of white zinfandel. My world became centered on Kay. To add to that, Cindy had settled herself to my other side so that my toes brushed her bare thighs (she was wearing a soft knee length skirt the color of leaves. Kate, I should mention, was dressed in comfortably loose scarlet yoga. I'm not sure I can call it sleep, it was more like fainting since I did it as part of the orgasm. Either way I woke at six and had to force myself to nap until 8AM.I woke and put on the workers jumpsuit/coveralls then rode the trike to the airstrip. I was exhausted at 9:30 when I managed to pull into the hanger. I took a five minute break then rolled the riding mower out to position the plane for take off. After a quick systems check, I was in the air.All my concerns about Randy Ralph, Brian. We finished dressing and headed to my house.When we reached my house, we went to the family room. He just stood there with his hands on his hips. He told if I wanted his cock, to come and get it. As I walked over to him, he held up his hand and said I had to strip. He said all the bitches he let suck his cock had to be naked. So I stripped as quickly as I could. As I stripped, he told me his name was John. I introduced myself and finished undressing. I was already hard so it was obvious to him. " Please what?" he said, his tone still authoritative but his voice softer now. She climbed onto the bed before answering, splaying herself out on the bedspread, her legs drawn up and fallen wide open, the pink gash of her needful sex fully exposed. "Fuck me, please, Andrew. Take me. Make me the cumslut you know that I am." She arched her back, stretching, knowing that he was watching her. She felt the bed sag a little more as he placed his right knee between her legs, nudging them even further.