” I answered back trying to think of another guy we could bring in.“What about my dad?” Stacey asked“Your dad? What makes you think he’d eve... be ok with it?” I didn’t think for a second her dad would be ok with any of this.“He’s been so lonely since my mom passed, and I know he hasn’t had sex in a few years. He’s still too young to not be living his life. Plus he’s a good looking man and I bet he’d love to have some fun with his daughters and grandkids.” Stacey was right, he was still too young. . Oh, My God... Oh, My God!! over and over until with a spasm that seemed to include all my body I grabbed the back of Jason's head and pressed his mouth hard against my pussy and started coming as I rubbed my pussy against his face, covering his chin and cheeks wet with my grool. Jason forced his head from my grasp so he could finger fuck my pussy hard, deep and fast. His thumb bumped against my clit with each inward thrust of his hand. As my long orgasm continued to roll over me his fingers. After floundering around in apanic underwater, I got my feet on the ground and my head above thesurface. The previously clear water was now a muddy brown.Mac was on his feet and shouting from the top of the hill. On the backporch of the building, a bearded man in a turban had his rifle trainedon me. A woman in a black burkha stepped outside and stood next to him,pointing at Mac. My own weapon had gotten stuck in the loose dirt of thehill, about halfway down the slope, and well out of my reach.. Maybe she should see him just one more time. It would be easy to arrange, Instead of meeting up with her friends she could spend the evening with him. All she had to do was pick up the phone and call him. Easy.The thought both excited and frightened her, so much so that all day Monday she did nothing but relish it. On Tuesday she found the courage to phone just once but got no answer. On Wednesday morning, her mood changed from fear and guilt to one of calm confidence. Why shouldn’t she see him.