Kara, Connie and I were prepping the room. We had decided to decorate more than we had for Connie’s party and we were setting fake cacti, coils of r...pe and southwestern tidbits everywhere. On the wall was a sign proclaiming the Last Chance Saloon was two blocks away.“I’m glad Gary won’t be here.” Connie announced. Gary was her husband of twenty-four years. Kara glanced up from hanging another lasso.“Why is that?” She asked.“Because I haven’t agreed to suck his dick in twelve years.”Kara laughed. ..I was finaly going to be with her and was rock hard all the way back to my house, happy that it was about a 5 min ride.As I said we were both not virgins and once there she was like a new person. naked she was even better put together, her tits were beautiful the nipples were dark red and thick looking about the size of a fifty cent coin hard as could be, her ass was sexy shaped like a pair and she was shaved with a bit of a patch of reddish blond hair just above her pussy. what I noticed. Her lips opened again, long eyelashes fluttering against her cheek. I could see the movement between her legs quicken and her chest shook as her breaths deepened.Her head fell back and her body arched, and I realized I was watching her cum. It was beautiful, the look on her face, the way her hair clung to her skin, the trembling of her limbs I could see even from here. Her eyes flicked open and I jumped, turning back the way I came and heading directly home. I stripped the moment I was through. A male figure sat there, dark, tall, it was hard to say at this distance. He appeared to be out for a run also, trainers, shorts but no top. She kicked on, as keen to finish her lap and check her time as to see the stranger up close. Running on, only a few hundred yards now she saw the man looking her way, watching intently. One hand resting on the back of the bench, the other on his lap. She got closer, his eyes still trained on her, her full curves, thighs rubbing together. She came to a halt.