It was to much. she blacked out.she awoke and felt the restraints on her body. she was tied up, it seemed. it wasnt a dream. even then she could feel ... cock growing between her legs and her larger breasts heaving on her chest. a large indian man, early 30's, looked like full blood native american, came in. he was wearing only a wife beater and a pair of jeans. he had long, thick hair going down his back and big brown eyes. his six pack abs heaved with each breath and his huge arms swayed slowly. With her other hand she was wanking her husband's cock. Eventually she came groaning loudly. Once she had recovered she knelt down and began taking it in turns to wank and suck us off. It didn't take long for Joe to shoot his load over her neck and tits. Dawn then turned her sole attention to my cock and pretty soon I added my load to the spunky mess.That event wasn't a one off as I continued to help Joe out for the next few weekends. On each occasion we ended up in a similar session . The. Not that the affections of boys and men had ever been a problem for her. A reckless tomboy in her youth she had blossomed into a strong and beautiful young woman. Her silken hair the colour of straw, cute freckles covered her cheeks and full bosom, exercise had always ensured a sleek figure, and skin gorgeously tanned by a lifetime of working under the sun's rays. No it was not her appearance that drove them away it was her habits in the bedroom. Her first boyfriend had been appalled when she. "Are you Joey's dad?" Yes, I'm Ivan Rentven. Who are you?" I'm Larry Anderson. Pleased to meet you." Oh ... you the fella whose truck got zapped across the road." Yeah. I was on the way back to the freeway from the Addison place and got caught in that squall Friday." Bad luck! But aint no one around here wants to drive by that section of road in a thunderstorm, guess you know why." Yep" What can I do for ya, Larry? Or did you want to see Joey for something?" I noticed a little edge on his tone.