Hell, he should know. He was the one who suggested it. But he seems cooler, not so bossy. I like that. He does make me call him Mr. Jones or sir, like...Mr. Smith did, but with him it’s different. I can’t explain it. It’s just a feeling. Still I think I trust him more. I would agree to what he says faster than I ever did with the last guy.I know Kathy explained the idea that looking at an old movie a lot makes it uninteresting even boring, but when I look at the interracial porn all I want to see. I still work for the ad firm but only part-time and from my home office...I brought my thoughts back to the woman in front of me. Looking at this gorgeous creature sunning herself, those feelings that I keep deeply hidden are slithering back. She rubbed oil on her skin as she chatted. I don't think I heard much of what she said. When she lay back on the chaise, her large, shaved pussy came in to view. My own pussy clenched. I nervously agreed to do her back when she asked. My hands kneaded her. That'll be the first river we've been on that flows west. We should all get together and have a party," Ab said.Of course the women in our group were all for that. They started talking about making a special supper. Then they started talking about Caleb playing his fiddle and all of us dancing.John and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. We knew we were in deep trouble.June 23, 1845Okay, so Ab wanted to stop early so we could have a party. We still made fifteen miles for the day. I. “I have asked Martin if you can lick me out while we are home,” Jen smiled.“Really!”“Yes and he agreed as long as you are blindfolded.”I couldn’t wait to get to bed and clean her pussy. I had to wait outside while she did a naked facetime call with Martin before being called in and blindfolded before I licked frantically at her pussy. It tasted so good and I licked for almost thirty minutes. Jen slept in her bra and thong that night and worked me off before I fell asleep totally satisfied.The.