"“Since when have you lost any of your freedom?” Cassie squawked. “Am I depriving you of some freedom? Is there a hint of wanderlust in your min...? A need to explore the treasures of some other women’s body?”Brady sensed a bit hostility in Cassie’s remark.“I didn’t mean that way, Honey.”“How did you mean it, Sweetheart?”The wine was making Cassie dizzy and freeing her tongue more than usual. She was really interested now. She looked at Brady. "What are you not getting from me, that would be. There are small drain holes in the back under the water dishes.” I said.“I have not smelled Pine-Sol in years.” Challa said. Enough of this shit! I thought. “Obama” I said.“I was a Palin girl myself.” Challa said.“I presume you will be going with me to hunt this morning?” I asked.“Most definitely.” Challa said.“Good. We need to be alone. As I am sure we both have more than a few questions for each other. And I would prefer we not be interrupted while we are chatting,” I said. Challa smiled.. She inhaled his manly aroma, the smell sending jolts of spine tingling electricity straight to her super charged pussy.“Mmmmmmmm,” She moaned as she exhaled, her eyelids drooping and her breasts heaving. Her tongue slid out into his thatch of coarse hair and she licked from the base of his shaft all the way up to the helmet shaped head. Back down to the base once again, her tongue flattened out on his shaft as she licked her way slowly back to the head again. Three times, four times, five. We finished out one drink and headed out. Just a mile or two down the road was a small park. He pulled in and we got out. He held my hand and wandered down a small path and stopped by an old downed tree. He turned me and kissed me as we had just discovered how much we wanted each other the first time. I was very wet and excited. He turned me and I leaned over pulling the back of my dress up. We had sex right there. It was amazing. Good thing it was a cool evening and nobody was around because.