Miss Em busied herself with getting Grace something to eat all the while constantly chattering about Evening Light and its owner Mr Lucas Marshal. By ...eeping quiet, Grace was able to ascertain a great deal of information about the ranch she was hoping to make her home. ‘Listening to me going on and on. Why I haven’t given you a chance to get a word in edgewise.’ Miss Em exclaimed. ‘I enjoy listening to you talk’ Grace smiled. ‘My, it’s good to have another woman around the place again. Too. Henry, before you leave I have something for you. I’ll only be a minute.’ I watched as Beetlesmith disappeared into a back room of his shop, and waited…And waited some more. A few minutes soon gave way to twenty, and Beetlesmith had yet to return. I was beginning to wonder if the old eccentric had forgotten about me, when I noticed a neat pile of papers and old ledgers stacked on the counter. What caught my attention was an oddly misplaced sheet of paper that overtly stuck out of the otherwise. I’d never been the most faithful of girlfriends especially towards the end of the four serious relationships I’d had so far but I’d never even considered fucking any of their best friends especially in what was still the ‘honeymoon’ period as it was with Jamie. “Yes,” I breathed answering my own desire to feel this man’s cock inside me.He almost stumbled around the table in a hypnotic trance before standing before me and reaching up and taking hold of my wrist. “May I?” he asked politely as my. I caressed his ample chest and pinched his nipples. He moaned…I could not wait any longer. Very carefully I touched his magnificent black cock and pulled the foreskin back. Then I took the thick mushroom head in my mouth. Patiently I sank with my head over his cock. I wanted to feel him inside me. I pushed his huge cock down my throat. I gagged, longing for some breath. He pulled my head back, making me take a break. But I insisted, swallowing this thing again, slowly until my larynx was used.