You're not afraid of me, are you?" I'm not afraid," I said. But I was. Just the thought of being crammed next to Jason in the pick-up made me panicky....I imagined him holding me down and rubbing his cock against my bare belly until I was covered with white slime. I looked up at him and shook my head. "I'm not afraid, but I don't want to go tonight."The evening meal seemed huge to me. There were biscuits and gravy and pork chops with plenty of second helpings for anyone hungry enough to eat them.. Looking right into my eyes she placed one warm moist hand on my thigh, then sliding it toward my groin she tucked a finger under the steel ring and began rhythmically tugging it counterpointing my wanking strokes, she knows just how to press my pleasure buttons, the product of a long and happy marriage?.She was so close to me now, I was sure despite her monthly I could smell the musky heady scent of her arousal which I adore. I began to imagine that she was face sitting me, her lovely c**t wet. He soaped my ass crack again, slipped a soapy finger in my hole and as he knelt before me and took my rigid cock in his mouth, slipped the 3/4” x 6” stainless steel nozzle spewing warm water into my asshole. He was sucking me like a pro and fucking my ass with the nozzle that was rapidly filling my colon with water. The combination felt great. Before I could shoot my load, he pulled the nozzle out and told me to push out the water. I had so much in me, it was very easy. He flushed. “Hello, Baby,” Heather said, and they kissed. She turned around and picked up the bottle of champagne and handed it to Jerry to open.Jerry popped the cork and poured two glasses and handed one to her.Heather looked up into Jerry’s eyes, and said: “Let’s have a toast. Let’s raise a glass. Because my Jerry will soon be kissing my ass.”They clinked glasses and drank. “That’s not all I’m gonna do,” Jerry said. He put their glasses on the table and threw her onto the bed. He took off his shirt and.