" I want you to put it on so I can mark where I need to cut." She placedit over my arms and started clearing a spot of the floor.Stan did not move. ..."Uh..." Come on, I want to get this done. You know Megan is on her way hometonight from New York and we are going out so she can tell me about hertrip."Stan remembered the date with her friend but he could only stare down atthe smooth pile of silver in his arms. "You want me to wear a dress?"Stan said."Yes, you just put it on like a long. ...OMG what should I say! But I then felt him start to slide off me and I looked at him back over my shoulder and said as long as you pull out I wouldn't mind! He grabbed my hips again and I felt his cock back on my now wet crack. He asked if I was sure and I just moaned and pushed my ass back against his cock! He got the hint and I felt his cock being pushed and it slid in just over his knob! He stopped and let me get used to it. I was waiting for the pain I heard about but I didn't have any!. Instead of a hard surface under the plastic, I was pleasantly surprised to find Joey had thought of putting dirt underneath to cushion us if we hit the bottom too hard.I waited for Joey to finish beating his chest like Tarzan before I asked him, “Where did you get all this mud and dirt?”“There was a whole wagon full of it for the baseball field. Most of it was muddy from the rain, so I used it.”“AAAAAAAk,” I said as I fell backward. The dirt underneath was somewhat lumpy, causing my foot to. ‘‘Hi lover, how are you?’’ I asked.‘‘Horny while waiting for the weekend and you,’’ she said.‘‘Same here. Sounds good to me. I should have told you that I had you on speaker,’’ I said.‘‘Oops!’’‘‘No harm done, just a little frisky talk among friends and lovers,’’ I said.‘‘How many Persian speaking security are there left after the State Department request who would want to travel to Iran for a hundred days?’’ I asked.‘‘The State Department requested five hundred. They are already assigned and on.