“‘Lean forward,” he said, pushing on my back. “I did as I was told and showed him my ass. Then Ian did something he’d never done before. He ...eaned forward slowly. I felt his breath on my bum. I felt his chin touch my butt cheeks. Then I felt his tongue on my asshole! I jolted forward. He’d never done that before. Ever!“I gasped, ‘What are you doing back there?’“‘Fucklicking baby. I’m fucklicking your asshole while my best friend fucks your pussy.” I felt him move behind me. “And now, I’m. They removed any light source with more light than an unlit candle. A few strings of bride-and-groom shaped Christmas lights made it possible to walk through the room without a stick and a dog."Oh. My. God." Yann cornered me. The lights were dim and the music was loud so I doubted any of Lorraine or Drew's friends noticed the way Yann draped himself around me. I'm sure they'd all noticed his micro-mini skirt and thigh-high boots. "Where did you find Vanni? Talk about your Italian stallions!". ‘Guess yore right Brownie. And speakin’ of strange sights, whut ya make a them two scuzzy lookin’ yahoos over at the corral? I swear thet big ugly lookin’ hairy-faced faced brute looks kind a familiar, don’t he?’ Brownie, after wiping his eyes clear again, looked across and answered with ‘Yep! He’s shore nuff a Stranger in town. He do look kind a familiar now you mention it. I heared him call that scrawny injun side-kick a his Pronto. What a ya make a that?’ ‘Not a whole Hell of a lot!’ Zeb. She could feel the climax roiling beneath the surface as she threaded her arms around his neck and moaned, clenching her pussy around his cock. He bit her lip, her ear, rode her harder, faster, both of them murmuring endearments, fervently kissing each other on the jaw, cheek, forehead, neck, and finally the lips, tongues intertwining deep in each other’s mouths. He removed her arms from over his head, pinned them to the ground, moved their bodies closer to the water so she could feel its icy.