With that statement he left Darlene with the men and headed to the stables.“Mel told us you like to party Missy, so let’s party. Get your sexy ass...up on the table and strip.”The men pulled up their chairs and began to thump their hands on the table, as they chanted strip. She unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time and revealed her firm breasts.They continued to chant over and over “We want to see more.”She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the table then kicked it away. She felt the. She wore no other make up other than the lipstick, she didn’t need to. She took her glass of wine in her other hand and reached out to take mine. Her hand was warm and mine seemed suddenly chilled. ‘Gianna, it’s lovely to finally meet you face to face.’ Her smile was warm and genuine. ‘Yes, it’s nice to meet you too.’ I was suddenly an idiot. Me, the woman who feared nothing and no one was standing there like a high school girl stammering as if the captain of the football team was asking her. She rubbed me up and down with her tiny hands as she saw my pre cum leak out of me. Tasting it, she slowly inserted the tip of her tongue into the small slit opening at the tip of my cock, making me shudder. I held her head on the sides with both my hands, groaning loudly, shutting my eyes tight as my knees seemed to buckle with the explosion of sensations I was experiencing. Jerking my cock with her hands, she licked along the shaft like an ice cream cone before taking my balls into her mouth. It took a little work but I finally got him talking and we spent the whole afternoon together."I think that's when we started treating each other as adults. It's hard to get your parents to realize you've grown up, some people I know have folks who still treat them as babies and they just let them get away with it. Not that Mom or Dad were all that bad but now that I have kids I know how hard it is to let go, and my oldest is just starting day care. We really talked, not only about.