"Like what kind of bad thoughts?" she asked as she turned on the water in the sink next to her and got a washcloth wet and handed it to me. I wiped he... clean and started to stand up."Oh, before you answer, you need to check and make sure you got me really smooth, Ross. You know how?"I started to feel her pussy to see how smooth it was when she said, "Your tongue is much better and can tell if I'm really smooth," she said grinning down at me.How could I ever pass up such an invitation as this, I. Rita Baker must have seen the indecision on my face because she added. "If you have plans Friday night how about making it Saturday. You can come early. I will put a couple of steaks on the grill for us while you get a fire going."I grinned from ear to ear. "Sounds great Ms ... I mean Rita. I will be here at six. We can relax a while in front of the fire after supper. We have enough wood to burn until well after dark." I couldn't believe it was finally happening. An evening with the pretty. Look at it as punishment, or a lesson, but either way, she's decided on her price. I'd suggest you pay it."I shot her a questioning look, expecting her to explain. She didn't."So, what's this 'price' he's talking about?" I asked finally.Her smile grew wider. She ran the tip of her finger around the rim of her glass, brought it slowly to her mouth, and gently sucked the moisture from it before answering. Her eyes were glassy, her pupils large, dark wells of mystery."You had your fun. Now it's my. As she drove, I playedwith my balls and finally began to stroke my cock,several times I got close then backed off. “Tell me when you’re ready to cum,” Donna said as Iplayed with the head of my cock, rubbing the pre-cumall over it. “I want you to cum in my mouth.” Sweeter words were never spoken, I began to stroke mycock until I could feel that familiar tingle begin,“I’m damn close sweetie.” I told her and Donna found a wide spot in the road.