The tables were almost as dirty as was the floor, there were no pillows on the ramshackle chairs and benches, from the stove in the corner came puffs ...f smoke and too much heat. I had had my share of dubious food and cheap wine, but was not drunk — it would not have been a good idea for a woman on her own to get drunk in such a place. I was tired, but not sleepy. I did not want to think — or rather, there were things I did not want to think about. I had run out of things to read. I tried to. I stretch up, raising my hips to accommodate your length, reaching between us to pull your shaft to my slit, working the tip into my pounding clit as I watch your eyes. I can tell from looking at your face that you need it hard and fast, just like I do... this first time, anyway... so I slide you along my slit to my opening, and then quickly and forcefully lower my body down, gasping as I feel you suddenly thrust inside, deep, at the same time, feeling my body clench around your cock in a. Perhaps a few months. No one has made it past that. Once women get a taste of it, all they want is more. Now, slide under this table and eat my pussy for me, Freya."By the time I got between her legs, she had them spread wide for me and she was wet. I started by kissing her clit slowly - having one myself I know what I like and assume it's what she likes - and slid two fingers into her with my one free hand. My other hand still working my own clit while this wonderful toy was buzzing inside of. His palm was sweaty. "Thanks for giving us a ride, Adam. We appreciate it."Bravely, he gave her hand a squeeze. "N-n-no p-p-problem, T-t-terri."She held his hand as they drove out of town into the rolling hills in which the area's dairy farmers made their homes. As time went on, the tequila they had consumed took a firmer hold, easing her fears, blurring her vision, and numbing her face.The Garner farmhouse and nearby barn were brightly lit, and a banner wishing Brad a happy birthday was strung.