So I swallowed every tasty drop of his hot cum. Yummmy!!! Then I brought his softening cock close to me, and took him completely into my mouth, lickin... up the rest of all those wonderful juices. After all, I wouldn’t want to miss a drop of that delightful dessert. After cleaning and freshening ourselves we returned to the bar area. Jim leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. “Thanks Mandi. I’ll see you again soon.” And with that, he was gone. Time for me to enjoy another glass of wine and see what. At a rickety mailbox with a 'No Trespassing' sign nailed to the post, Charlie turned down a rutted tire track driveway.We came to a rather large old style farm house, with a huge porch all the way around, back behind some trees. Charlie pulled up near one of the outbuildings that wasn't close to the barn and parked. He honked twice and said, "Wait until Duke comes out. He might shoot us if we go wandering around. I don't think he sees all that well anymore."An old guy came from the house,. The tight, body hugging gown, the plunging cleavage, her dainty shoulders left bare by the off-shoulder straps of her dress, all screamed femininity in unmistakable terms. Let him deal with that. During the entire carriage ride to his estate, Rosalyn’s head spun, giddy with anticipation at the meeting to come. Everything felt detached, abstract. Almost like the anticipation before battle, except pleasant instead of fearful. Tonight would be perfect. Her plan was genius. It would catch him. ‘It wasn’t easy. Trust me on that one.’ His mother assures her. It would come to be her favorite on the tree. Then, there was the green pine cone that she had made when she was in the fourth grade. Most of the paint had faded off and the tinsel, which had once been glued carefully with her nine year old hands, was now down to only one or two strands, but she couldn’t bear to part with it. So, on the tree it went. Clayton got up off of his knees and searched the tree for others that held such.