He pushed his tongue inside my mouth flicking it in and out. After a few minutes he pushed me to my knees and took off his shirt, jeans and underpants...releasing a nice hard 7" shaved uncut cock. At this stage I knew I would do anything this guy wanted. I'm a sucker for a nice cock, so to speak! I quickly got to working his dick in and out my mouth, licking, sucking his ball sack, shaft. He particularily liked to hold the back of my head and force his 7" dick down my throat making my gag like a. Fu..." then the words came out in a rush all run together,"Iwaswonderingwhatitwouldfeelliketobefuckedwithabaseballbat." Martha let out a sigh of relief having said it. Mark laughed out loud, almost knocking her off his lap. Martha's blush deepened to a bright crimson and she looked down at the floor. She wanted to run away and hide."So, my good chaste Christian wife wants to know what it would feel like to get fucked with a baseball bat." Mark continued to laugh as he teased Martha."I'll put in. I waved the bra at the bartender. “A shot of scotch, please.” The bartender tossed Rachel’s bra on the pile of clothing and returned with the shot. “Drink up, Rache.” I said, and poured the entire shot into her waiting mouth. She gulped, shuddered, and gasped. Standing there in nothing but heels and pulled-down panties, a flush spreading from her face down her neck, she was a truly delicious sight. “Now, Rache, let’s get you some fucking.” I grinned at her. “You are wet and ready for fucking,. The only problem with snow in Blue Springs, the main road gets plowed, but neighborhood roads don't get plowed for hours or even days later. I turn off the road and into my old neighborhood and drive right smack into snow drift like four feet high. "Crap." I put it in reverse and hit the gas. The motor revs, but I don't make it very far. I put it back in drive and hit the gas again. I moved forward a little bit then stopped again. So, I moved backward and then forward again and again several.