" I hope so." Do you really?"I wasn't expecting that response, and I frowned as paused to assess DJ's last question. Feeling confused, I sputtered, "W...it, what?"DJ exhaled, sounding nervous. "I'm sorry. But I have to ask: Do you really hope Adrienne and Grace work out?" Sure I do," I said clearly, although I felt a bit confused. Why was DJ asking this? "Well, for Adrienne's sake I do. But if Grace isn't right for her, then I suppose it's better Adrienne find out sooner than later ... Why?"DJ. "Relax. You ready to earn your pay?" The guy sat close and his hand reached out to stroke Art's thigh. His head was swimming with questions, but no words seemed to reach his mouth. Art took a long swig of beer as his hand reached his balls then traced the outline of his big, swelling cock. "Nice package," he said as his zipper opened. His pants were too tight, then his belt was undone, then the button to his jeans, then the soft, gentle hand stroked him through his jockeys. Art had never felt. The height of the hay bale let her keep her bare feet on the ground so she could lift herself up and come down hard on my cock.“Ride me! Ride me! Ride your stallion, cowgirl!”She still had her tight t-shirt on, and I could see her tits bouncing underneath her shirt as she rode me harder and harder like she was on a bucking bronco. Suddenly, she grabbed her t-shirt, pulled it over her head and threw it behind her. She put both hands on her round tits, squeezing and rubbing them, then moved one. I don’t want one of those beautiful mounds to feel slighted!” As quickly as he said it, he pulled his cock completely out. There was a loud wet “schluuk” sound as his cock slid out and the lips of Kim’s tight vagina slapped closed behind it . Kim gasped,”I didn’t mean for you to take it out!” “It will go back in Kimmie! But for now let’s make your left breast feel better.” His cock was completely dripping with their juices and he smeared them all over her left breast, then smeared a little on.