She was beautiful. The dancer was joined by an Argentinian gaucho. He was dressed in all black, with a Bolero jacket and skin tight pants that flared ...t the ankle. The castanets clicked and the music got louder. The dancing was very erotic. The gaucho would press the dancers body between his legs and bend her backwards. I could almost hear Joan's scheming erotic mind. When the dance ended there was a lot of applause, led by Joan. They bowed and the gaucho held his hand out to Joan. She walked. The week went by like a flash, I talked with Sally several times during that week and she sent me more wild site address. I was thinking this better not get out of hand. Sally called and wanted to get together Friday night for a "surprise" I wasn't sure this was the best thing to do, but since Jim would be out of town until Saturday I thought it would be okay. Friday came around and Sally met me at home right after work. She explained she wanted to be sure everything was cool before she. The thunderstorm had snuck in during the dark morning hours. A few people had commented on the higher humidity the day before but with air-conditioned rooms, the increasing humidity that night hadn’t bothered them. The storm hit just after four in the morning and bucketed down on its way to the south-east.Storms in the mid-west of Queensland can come hard and fast. They are often pushed down from the north and dropping their load of four to six inches (10-15cm) of rain in a half-hour downpour. I tried to give the best blow job possible but was struggling to pay attention. I must have been doing it right because the guy I was sucking grabbed my face and began grunting as he unloaded his cum down my throat. After he was completely empty, he pushed me off of him. I put my face down on the ground and left my ass poking straight up.The guy fucking me was really getting into it. He held my hips tight as he pounded my ass. After a few minutes, he let out a grunt and asked where I wanted his.