"Good. Let's find a place to stow Dani and you can make love to me."Thursday afternoon, I decided to take a ride on Jingo. It was in the mid-fifties a...ter having been below twenty when we got up that morning. I needed some fresh air. Jingo was surprised, but after dancing around a little, he decided it was okay to get a saddle on when the caked mud had been brushed off.Instead of going out through the woods, I rode through the pasture and into the extended pasture we were renting from Mr.. A shot of Fernet on a Sunday morning,James thought with a smile. It was only his second month being in a newtown and being able to converse with new people over a simple footballgame felt nice. "I'm Rodge by the way." The man shifted his arm over."Jim, nice to meet you," James said reaching out and feeling the mansfirm grip. They sat there and swapped stories about life and football,when the sudden need to pee came over James. He tried to listen toRodge's story, and he also thought back to the. Her body responds anyway as Cindy begins to get wet. Rick gently rolls Cindy on her stomach and lifts the oversized t-shirt she is sleeping in over her ass. Rick slowly caress her cheeks to see if this wakes her. With Cindy still breathing deep, Rick pushes ahead. He caress the backs of her thighs and Cindy exhales loudly.Rick brings his hands all the way up Cindy’s thighs and discovers just how wet she already is. Rick’s cock is demanding attention, the mix of adrenaline and lust driving. We lingered over coffee and dessert before we decided that we could wait no longer. We walked back to our cabin, again hand in hand. Once again, the butterflies in my tummy had taken up volleyball, and my pussy started to throb. If I had been alone, I would masturbate, likely with a dildo or vibrator, but I had the man of my dreams walking beside me, and I knew that this was going to be a very special evening. He smiled at me, as we walked up the steps to our cabin. "Nervous?" I.