" He checks your hymen?" I said. "You mean he looks?" He pokes, with his forefinger." She looked away."Does you mother know?"She shook her head."OK," ... said, "I'll take you back to my place, and we'll call your mother to come fetch you. How's that. Then we can chat. You're an American citizen, right?"She nodded."Then you have some rights," I said and gave her my good smile.So I drove back to my place and when I opened the door, I knew Roy had come and collected his slut of a wife. Her smell was. It made him pause just a little. She was short-she looked dwarfed in her massive truck. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, but still spilled to her mid-back in a gleaming wave, and she had perfect, golden-tanned skin. She wore a white t-shirt over her shiny, gold-colored bikini. Alan could tell the color, because she had such huge knockers that pointed straight out of her chest, they stretched the white shirt thin enough to see the golden sparkle. She had a flat, lightly toned stomach, even. We were walking back, arm in arm, we stopped held each other and our lips met, your tongue probed into my willing mouth, and mine met with yours.I felt your warm caress as we kissed in the moonlight, and started to become aroused, I was sure you could feel my cock pushing into you so I pulled you closer. As we broke away and started walking again, we chatted about how nice it was and how good the day had been, and then we started talking about more personal things, I think I asked if you had. I leaned in for a kiss, to which was reciprocated.Our tongues intertwined, his hands on my sides, his right hand fondled my left breast. I moved on top, straddling his lap as he sat on the couch.With a heavy breath, he said, "I thought you never slept with a firefighter, and weren't about to start?" You said it yourself, you'd get me to change my mind. Now just shut up and focus."He kissed me before saying, "My pleasure."His dog jumped on us, causing him to push the dog. He pushed the dog off,.