The tires spun as he lurched out of the gravel parking lot and onto the road behind them. They wove slowly back into town, ending up at what appeared ...o be a C&W themed restaurant with some kind meets bar meets club appended to it– revelry of various kinds, in full swing even at 4pm, was audible from every open window. The neon of the signs — an electric blue cowgirl, riding a pink stallion — played across the glass of his windscreen, gaudy against the reddening sky as he parked and watched. I opened the front door and led her inside. ‘Dog’ was strangely quiet and walked to her for a pat. He normally had to be formally introduced to women and needed restraining with male visitors. He was an excellent guard dog, a cross breed with an English sheep dog and a variety of others. He was getting on in years. She fussed him and he snuffed her crotch, she patted him more and suffered his invasion of her privacy. I growled at him. ‘Enough of that! Behave, go lie down.’ He gave a little woof. Naomi, grinning ever so slightly, maintained her composure, and brushed off the blades nonchalantly. She reached for a handful of damp grass, tore it out of the ground, and, without looking, tossed it Anke’s direction. The clump did not separate and smacked Anke’s cheek with a wet thwack.Anke’s laughter bubbled up in mock outrage and only increased at Naomi’s surprise.They kneeled facing each other. Naomi used the edge of her purple sleeve to wipe the stain from Anke’s ivory skin. Anke’s. Part FourWhen I was awaken by Suzanne, I was on my tummy and her first action wasto grasp the plug and twist it within me. I was still captured by it. Ihad a feeling she knew of my night and the phallus that I'd dreamed hadentered me. Similar to yesterday when Rine re-inserted her plug Suzannedid so but only after wetting the surface within my mouth. The taste ofmy juice was very much like how my wife's pussy tasted after sex, amixture of her and me."Did you rest well during the night?" she.