He was wearing a Davey Crocket hat with beaver tail and a fringed suede jacket.I could overhear that he had a French accent but was speaking English. ... had had a few beers by then and I was feeling bold,I got up and pulled the tail of his hat and asked if he would like a beer.He smiled and said that he was leaving soon but thanks anyway.He got up and went to the washroom and I followed him.The washroom was empty and I followed him up to the urinals.I stood near him and came right out with it.I. He went on, “Isolde, I’d like you to meet my tenant, Terwilliger. Terry, say ‘Hello’ to my dancing partner, Isolde, and get on your tractor and go back to work.” “You, young lady, need to hop in my car and go for a little ride. There’s a salmon-colored VW beetle a quarter mile back. It’s jacked up in front and has a pair of legs sticking out from under it. I think you need to go talk to the other end of the legs. And you need to wash your face and comb the hayseeds outa your hair. You look. I turn back to check on the food. You walk up behind me and wrap your arms around me, fingertips rubbing my chest. You kiss my neck. ‘Mmm.. baby those look great.’ you tell me. ‘I know I’ve been working out. Haha!’ You playfully slap my cheek, ‘I was talking about the steaks you dork!’ and giggle. All I do is chuckle. I hear you sigh and rest your head on my shoulder. Your hands start to slide down my body. You lift my shirt. ‘Hmm.. what are you doing baby?’ I ask. Your other hand slides down. Apparently, she enjoyed the control and hard fucking I gave her.Pam, the hot 38D preachers wife MILF I had black mailed and was fucking as my number #2 slut, was now trained and willing to do all my commands. Her most humiliating moment was her hard ass fucking and mostly when I had her and Jaimie, my 23 year old number #1 slut together (see previous stories). So today, being Thursday, with the wifey at work and Jaimie in college classes, I decided it would be a good day to fuck Pam and Katrina.