“Not to mention it was drugs that killed his father.”I just nodded as she took a break.“While I was going to school, my mom help me a lot with B...lly. My dad was a farmer and I hated it. He made pretty good money, at least the four of us never went hungry. I got some scholarships and some student loans to finish my schooling. I graduated from college with a BS in nursing and a lot of student loans.After graduation I found out daddy was a big time moonshiner in those parts. So bootlegging helped. I know your son is out for the evening. I know you have a dozen red roses with petals I could brush across your alabaster skin … slowly. I know you have a brand-new crop that’s begging to be broken in. Begging the way you did for me that night we first met.’ ‘So I really don’t have a choice, do I?’ I said. ‘You have two choices,’ he said. ‘Meet me for dinner and I’ll treat you like a lady or I’ll come out to see you and treat you like a whore.’ ‘Come here and pick me up for dinner at 6:30,’ I. For now, the former seems manageable and beneficial. I doubt you were thinking about anything but hot and wild pussy in Lori’s bed, but I was doing a lot of thinking when the action paused so my partner could recover. I think I might rather have both of you together relay-style so my fun wouldn’t be interrupted so much by ejaculations and reloading time. That is, if there is a next time.”Andy moved steadily and forcefully and orgasmic noises were soon heard. Before he fell asleep he answered. She had a few posters of horses and some small statues of horses on a chest.Her bed had a thick quilt for a spread and she pulled it back and folded it to the bottom of the bed.“Take your clothes off Billy. I want you in my bed ... we can do it this time.”“Honey, I don’t want you to hurt and make sore for days after we make love the first time.”“Please Billy, I need you inside me. We can do it, we were so close earlier.”She was taking her shorts and top off as she talked.I pulled my shirt and.