I continued to cum, watching as she swallowed my juices and tongued the bottom of my hard cock. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and went down and k...ssed her. I could taste cum on her tongue. I said to her, “Where the fuck did you ever learn to do that…that was….that was fucking great!”She smiled at me, “I remember when you took care of me, I just wanted to return the favor.”The three of us fucked all night. Jan had learned some things that really felt good. Norm and I double penetrated. Did I mention that cowboys can be very good with their fingers? When it came to finger work, Skip had the Goldilocks touch -- not too hard, but not too soft, not too fast, but not too slow. You get the idea.Skip had also taught me how to wrap my fingers around his cock -- which looked enormous then, although I now know that it was only about average -- and gradually increase the speed and friction of my strokes until I felt his shaft begin to swell and throb. Then he would tell me to stop for a. But Rae wanted to feel him caress her, every inch of her body, and stimulate every nerve. Most importantly, she wanted him to capture her imagination: she needed him to possess her, to own her, even make her do things that would test her strength of character and resolve. Rae was on fire, an urgent wanton desire flooding her body. Her sensitive nipples were amazingly hard and erect, and sticky juices ran down her inner thighs.He was slow and gentle, every touch, kiss, and caress showing. This area of D.C. is nice during the day but can get a bit rough at night (little room or patience for young suburban white k**s). It was still day light as we walked to the nearby park across the street. The park is known for illicit activities, mostly prostitution, but I was told earlier that I could score pot through any of the prostitutes. I was quickly approached by a nice woman asking me if me and my sweetie were interesting in any particular form of entertainment. I didn't waste time.