I remember the day we met 8 months ago like it was yesterday. I had just got out of a bad break up and just wanted to drink my sorrows away. And then ... met him. Trav Northrop. What a weird name I thought. I giggled initially when I first heard him say it with that friendly Texan accent of his. He had the most angelic looking gray eyes I had ever seen. He always called me Laine, a shortened version of my actual name, Alaina. It was a slow night that day at the bar. We were one of the few people. With this LP61975 opened his mouth ? ?Wider? commanded Femcan Lana? ? that?s it keep going ? Keep going? and as if to help him she also simulated him opening his mouth by showing him how by opening hers with an ?agh? aghhh- aghhh? noise. LP61975 had his mouth open so wide is jaw almost locked. With the this Femcan Lana grabbed the back of his head and forced the apple as far in as possible? ?BITE DOWN!? she shouted, to which LP61975 sank his teeth into the crisp apple? His jaw now firmly locked. At first I didn’t know what to do. My mouth dropped open and I tried to think of a way out of this. NOTHING came to mind.Then I noticed she had her bathrobe on and as she turned in my chair to face me I noticed it was loose fitting. The first thing I saw was her tits. They were just about hanging out of her robe. Then when she stopped the chair her robe fell open below the waist and I could see her panties. They were tight and I could see they outline of her pussy lips. I felt my dick twitch in. The man could make a burlap bag look amazing."Can I get you something to drink, or a snack?" he asked pausing between the kitchen and living room."I would love a cola with a ton of ice, if you don't mind. Wait!" I exclaimed, "Let me help." I stood up and joined him in the kitchen.Without my boots on, the height difference was more noticeable. The plush carpet under my sock-covered feet felt like a cushion. We got our drinks and rummaged through the cabinets for a snack. Emerging from the.