He named her Prinzzess, after a Porn Star he had dated. His wife Maria thought he named it for her….if she only knew! We boarded for an hour, drinki...g and laughing until our bodies ached.It was now after midnight and Sarah said she was tired and going to bed. I perched myself outside on the balcony railing with a Campari and soda and just stared out to the horizon. But the evening was not over in my mind and I had something up my sleeve for Sarah. Actually, I had been thinking of doing this. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! she hissed, and I pushed as hard as I could. Just as soon as my head entered her as, I could feel the tight ring of muscle clamp down just behind the head. I waited just an instant, and then pulled her to me as I pushed into her. GOD DAMN! I bellowed as I spilt my seed into her clutching bottom. DDDAAADDDDDDYYY!!! she screamed and collapsed onto the boot of my car, unconscious and taking me with her. I dont know how long we lay there, her weeping softly and shuddering as her. She reached around and put her hands on my hip and started to pull me tighter into her. We danced like this for a few more minutes. A slow song started to play and she turned around and damn near jumped into my arms. As we danced she whispered in my ear that she thinks my friend in my pants liked her. I told her he sure did and she needed to watch out. He can be dangerous. To that she replied that she loves living dangerously. We traded comments like that for a min. Finally I said. You know. That was magic. Her leg moved again, rubbing.Her eyes connected with mine. "I've touched that before, Dave." Yeah, babe, but that was different." I sighed. "Baby, we just found out we loved each other." Mmmm, Dave," she countered, "I've known I loved you for years, you know..." And I've loved you for years too, Ronni. But..." My protests disappeared as slender fingers traced their way down from my chest. When her fingers slid under my waistband, I caught my breath. "I should stop you, Ronni.".