The rain started coming down harder and faster. So I offered her to come back to my house; she could call her husband from there…Barbie agreed and w... both ran back to my house.Once inside, I saw Barbie was soaking wet and shivering. I stared at her hard nipples clearly seen though her tight wet t-shirt.I told her to strip off that wet clothes before she would get sick. Then I directed her to the guest bathroom where she could change her soaked outfit. I left her alone but she asked me for a. 38 but the swamp dog wanted the Glock 22, so I put up with the damn holster dragging down my pants.With the change in clothing I felt like the Pillsbury Dough Boy, but I went back to my post. "I'm back Rodney," I said as I walked to the front door of the raceway entrance and office building."Roger that," he replied.When I got down to the dressing room, I asked. "You need some time alone?" No, I seem to be over my little affliction." he said."Okay then tell me why you walked to the office to. The host made me squat over a towel and drain it all out before he showed the boys how to really fuck a young 'un.People often say how they got fucked so much they could hardly walk or sit down for a week. I copped some major action in my teens and never encountered that problem. I must have had an arse with a gape like the Euro Tunnel but it never worried me and never has.At this point I must have had an epiphany because at the ripe old age of 21yrs I lost my heterosexual virginity; I am led. You now know what to do and you smile at me as I watch your hand snake down between the two of you and start to rub his cock. Your eyes never leave mine as you rub his cock for the rest of the dance. You retrun to your table and your date is obviously in a bit of discomfort trying to hide his erection. He starts to get more bold as he tries to reach deeper under the table to try to touch your pussy. You look at me and I point to the dance floor signaling that I want you to dance with him again..