The dirty bastard.“You like that don’t you ...you slutty tease”“Ah...yeah...you bastard...get it deeper” I added.“Like this you tramp”�...Mmm” was all I managed.But it felt great. He eased a second finger into my widened back crack and it added instantly to my pleasure. The only thing better than two fingers in my butthole I thought would be his hard cock.Jarryn got the biggest surprise of the afternoon. I eased off his cock and re-positioned my body higher over his...then got a hand between my. I was secretly hoping that something would happen, even if it was just a kiss. The woods would be the perfect spot, and if I was lucky…well, let’s just say that I knew which cabins were booked and which ones weren’t. We walked along the main trail for a while, I pointed out where each trail split off to go back to a cabin and which trails were for the horses. It didn’t go un noticed that she kept “tripping” and bumping into me, always grabbing my arm and giving it a slight squeeze to steady. She offered me money but then I denied because, it was not a big amount and I wanted some other benefits, that I thought only I knew.We had a good dinner and then she sat with me chatting while watching the TV, and during this we saw one hot and streaming scene. She asked me, where is your wife? I don’t see much of her now a days? I said she is at her parents house, because she is pregnant. Then the matters got into some more personal talks. I asked her about bhaisaab, kids etc. she seemed sad. " May I?" He replied, pinning the orchid to her dress. The close contact made the blood rise in her cheeks and she giggled nervously."Such a gentleman you are." She drew a ragged breath. "I ... I must be going now." Retrieving a pen and paper from her purse, she scribbled her address and handed it to him. "This is where I live." Waving goodbye, she was out the door.Byron stood a moment clutching the paper, watching her go. He couldn't stop smiling."I still say Barbara Stanwyck set the mold for.