He nodded and disappeared while I sat on a box and waited. The sun was setting behind me and the cold was rising fast from the river. Bridget herself ...rought some bread and ham on a plate along with a pitcher of beer. She sat on a stool and watched me eat."You here looking for her?" the Irish girl asked.I nodded and chewed, enjoying the sight of her lush body and ready smile."They ain't holding her," the girl said.I kept eating and listening."She done decided. Her husband, he'll be along. I felt a little embarrassed having my butt so exposed again as I could imagine what it looked like with the cheeks separated as she was doing. But the pleasure she was giving me soon overcame any embarrassment. She then went into the crack of my butt and slid her oily hands up and down from pussy to tailbone.She did this many times each time making the stroke a little shorter until she was just going back and forth over my butthole. Her finger came to rest against the opening and made tiny. It tasted so much better than the pre-confection, richer and stronger and filled with the ecstatic joy of her release. I think I purred a little when she wiped the last of it on my cheek. It felt like a perfect kiss, hot, wet and lingering long after it's over. I stared up blissed out, blank and still buzzing from the filthy fucked up excitement of it all. She finally broke my reverie, "C minus. Too eager, to obvious, and too shallow. But I can see potential in you. If you pay attention, I can. The guy put a hand on the back of my head and pulled me closer to him. Now I could smell the musky scent coming from his groin and it was stirring me back to hardness; I quickly made up my mind: I licked my lips, then my tongue reached for the tip of the piece of meat I was being offered. The guy let out a soft moan.As his cock kept growing, I rolled onto my side leaning on an elbow and took hold of the shaft; tilting my head forward, I wrapped my lips around the bulb, gently swirling my tongue.