They always found places that were VERY private, and went, most of the time, without a stitch of clothing on. One morning, they were sitting under the...awning, drinking a cup of coffee, and heard a rustle of brush. Chloe had snaked out her .44 magnum, and Vincent had laid his .50 Caliber S&W in his lap, and a couple of hunters had come out and greeted them. They had forgotten that deer season was open in Louisiana. They had offered the 2 men a cup of coffee, and Chloe had gotten up, and went to. Yes wot ? “yes i want to be fucked so bad” she said She reached behind her and helped him guide his thick shaft deep back inside her hungry wet pussy. He pushed his thumb into her arsehole and was pushing it in and out, as he fucked her pussy, causing her to arch her back in pleasure. And yet again, she reached out for my crotch. This time I allowed her to stroke my cock through my pants. Even drawing it nearer to her , where upon she licked the tip wiith her tongue; “No. Dont” I said I just. We were all attractive and elite in the sense that our families were wealthy and prominent. A school such as Buchanan did not accept applications; it issued invitations to young women who were noted carefully for their beauty, charm, and potential. To be chosen for the privilege of attending such a place was a very real honor in our social circles.An honor I might have done without if it had meant one date with a real gentleman. One kiss ... One touch, just there between my wide spread..."I'll. Especially since I was warned that consequences will rain upon me if I start the bar hopping again. I held off for as long as I could and tried to keep her happy, but dammit I needed to de-stress. I asked her to join me and she refused. Now there comes a time when all good men need to stand up for themselves and say ‘fuck it’ and do what they gotta do. So I lied about running errands after work and went to the bar by myself. I should tell you my wife has a mean streak in her like no other.