The deep furrows left in the road by her jeep were testament to the pristine beauty of the area she lived in. Sighing to herself softly Elizabeth reca...led the stressful week she had been put through at work. It made her realize that sooner or later the encroaching city and the pressure of her job would push her further out into the country. But for now she was content, and glad to throw off the shackles of the week in exchange for the pleasures of the weekend. She wondered briefly exactly what. "Lift it," I said, pointing to the skirt, and so she did. I grabbed the edges of her sexy black panties and pulled them down. Her pussy was waxed as always. Since I first told her I liked it that way, she never let me down. I whistled appreciatively, "Look at this... You're so wet that I can see it running down your thigh," I exaggerated, but I could clearly see how she glistened between the narrow folds of her perfect pussy."Stop that!" She giggled, slapping my shoulder playfully."C'mon, let's. "Last cock master. What should I do?" She asking me what i want the finale be. I wasnt for sharing her pussy but well her ass was the only hole that wasnt being filled. She grinded on my lap as she looked back at me and waited for response. I spoke up loud enough for the last guy to hear. "Number 10. You are the luckiest of them all. Save best for last. Here how this will go down. She will get your cock nice and wet then she will press her ass against you. Then when she tells you. You would be. And tonight, after four years of that, something different happened. She came over with a bottle of rum and no chaser. I took some blankets with us and I laid them out in my back yard and built a fire. It was about midnight, we hardly said anything to each other the whole night. Taking shots laying there under the stars. Once the bottle was gone, I asked her if she wanted to go up to my room and she said ‘no, right here.’ Then she kissed me. Oh my god she really kissed me. Now she’s grabbing.