About a week later I found a guy who answered one of the swinger ads I had placed his name was Frank, and he was very interested in fucking Samantha. ...o say he said yes is an understatement. We agreed and I told him to have his way with her, and he clarified she was to be fucked as he wanted it, more or less dominating her. I said yes, because Samantha likes to have me in control and she was very willing to submit.That next Friday night I invited Frank for a drink at one of the watering holes. Who secures burger orders? The cholesterol police?"Kristy giggled at my sarcasm, which took me aback. I don't remember anyone laughing at my humor in a long, long time."Where are we going?" We are going to the next city we can find, Kristy. What's the closest city on the back of that tourist brochure I grabbed?" Reading. Turn left onto Route 222 when we find it."As we cruised towards the northern outskirts of town, I pulled over to a farmer's stall and stocked up on veges, fruit, and homemade. "You and Mr. McDonald are wonderful people." Well, thank you Miss..." Julie! Please call me Julie." Julie," continued Mrs. McDonald, "it was we, the ladies of Bozeman. We couldn't let that poor boy suffer because of his pa's stubbornness. He is such a sensitive child. I had to prod Mr. McDonald... Preston... some, but he came around," she finished with a chuckle and knowing wink at Julie.It took her over three weeks, but Julie finally got everything ready. She and Justin had washed the walls. Jones barley wore anything around the house after a hard day at work. She had a pair of shorts that barely covered her round plump bottom; she would sit and with TV with her legs wide open. Most of the time I would catch a glimpse of her pretty white pussy, I would jack my fat black thinking about her tight pussy. One day while cleaning the kitchen she had on a long tee shirt, when she went to bend over I saw her everything. Her ass was the perfect shape and damn that pussy looked so damn.