This rushed a huge amount of fluid to my dick. I just wanted to fuck her then and there. I opened her legs further and rested my dick at the entrance....But realized I didn’t have a condom. I moved back but it was my turn to fuck her brain. I went down to her oozing vagaina and licked her. Sucking the juice and entering tongue in and around the intimate area made her hornier.I took the upper edge now. Told her to suck my dick till I cum else she will be my naked guest without getting any further. Waiting. And thinking about her. What did I know about her? So much and yet so little. We had watched each other masturbate on videos, I had seen pictures of her face, and I had heard recordings of her voice. We had exchanged personal information. I knew about her family, her health, her relationships. But I had never met her. I had never spoken directly with her. Watching her masturbate didn’t make up for that. She was a stranger with whom I had more than a passing familiarity with her pussy. Unfortunately, two of the compounds were government controlled and another was extremely rare and expensive. What was not included was the next clue.Three months had passed. I was not sure where I was in finding the solution.I jumped in the Bronco, and headed west through the Little Grand Canyon, as it is called, to Glenwood Springs and the ranch house. Andy greeted me with a huge smile, a wet kiss and by jamming that marvelous body against mine. I was really falling in love with Andy. She was. She smiled and replied “Yeah, I know just the place; it’s just down the street.” We left the gallery and walked down the street, thankfully a downhill slope, my large folio case, though lighter than an hour before was awkward and laden with many samples still. As we got to the café and entered I noticed the comfortable setting, about thirty tables randomly located in the large room, and small booths along each side. We stood watching for a table or booth to open up, as even in.