He allows her hair to fall down to her shoulders. He grabs the flower in her hair just before it could fall. Leaning back, taking in the fragrance of ...he lily. Joe wonders if it’s from the flower itself or Riley’s hair. Satisfied with her sucking, he grabs her under her arms and pulls her up to her feet. She looks down and quickly brushes white dirt off her dark leggings where her knees touched the ground. “Tired?” Riley nods shyly, looking down at the ground. Joe lifts a finger under her chin. I swallowed it down, then received another throatful of liquid right away. As I swallowed again, I wondered what it was all about. I didn’t think about it long, because I became aware of a thin, soft dildo getting worked into my oil-filled ass hole. It slid in easily, and I could feel more and more of the invader burrowing deeper and deeper into my anal canal. I felt a rush, as the thin was pulled out completely in one quick motion. It was replaced by a thicker, stiffer toy. Still, it met. “Here sit on the end of the bed,” she invited as she raised her arms to unwrap the towel around her head. As she vigorously dried her hair, the housedress fell to the floor! Here she was an arm’s length away from me fully naked! I watched with eyes wide as the large breasts swung and gyrated, seeing my first nipples…they were like half of a ladyfinger g**** each in the center of surprisingly small areolas no more than the size of a half-dollar. Wow! It was as time stopped. I saw her. “Some romance of some kind.” “Not a thing,” he shook his head, trying to give me a smile, but I could see right through it. “We don’t even sleep in the same room anymore.” “Why did you tell me this?” I asked him, tilting my head to the side and trying to look in his eyes, see if maybe I could read what was going through his mind. “Probably because for the first time in a long time I felt like I was not the only one who did not want to be here,” he answered honestly, standing up from the bed.