She couldn’t get enough.A month or so after the traditional week, she’d surprised the boys with a weekend trip so she could get a line back in the...water. Warm weather hanging on until the first week of October had prompted her to make this surprise weekend trip, much to her boys’ delight.Full of freshly caught fish dinner, and with her boys sound asleep, Debbie sat in her newly purchased screen tent, enjoying the night air and a glass of wine. She was also enjoying another treat in brief. He responded: ‘Sure thing babe- but how about a ‘quickie’ before we go?’ Considering the brevity of their supposed full fledge copulation, Connie could not help wonder how quick would be Spencer’s ‘quickie’. In any case not wishing to subject herself to another miserable fuck, she lied: ‘Love to Spence, but I just discovered I have started my period & I don’t want to mess your bed. Besides as I have no pads on me I am anxious to get home.’ Spencer could do nothing else but comply with this. He was rock hard and beet red, but made no move to cover up or end the session. Back to his sack, double-checking the balls, they were up tight against his shaft, the blond peach fuzz made it seemed almost hairless. He started to breath hard, she was pretty sure she was too. Feeling the shaft again, it seemed fine, just unbending. She couldn't resist a few touches of the head, around the rim, and the hole. She felt a bit of lubricant, and spread that around with her fingertip. She asked if he. With a small clutch in my hand I waited for the uber driver that would take me to a hopefully thoroughly satisfying night. Arriving I began walking to one of my favorite and promising locals. I noticed I turned a few heads so I was feeling pretty confident I wouldn’t have any problems meeting a benefactor for the night. Of course popping a couple of pills to take off the edge and relax me downed by a margarita didn’t hurt my courage any. The place was crowded as it usually is but a gentleman.