I’d set it up that way. The guy took up what he thought was a boxer’s stance, and I just kind of stood there, sizing up my opponent. I was giving ...way seven, maybe eight inches in height and probably 50 pounds in weight. Seemed like a fair fight to me. He looked pretty drunk and I was cold sober. Suddenly, I kind of threw my hands up. ‘Wait, wait, wait, wait,’ I started, as I casually walked toward where he was posing. ‘We’ve got to set the rules.’ ‘Rules?’ he said, with a puzzled look, and he. She rolled them around gently as she blew me.I reached for her ass which was sticking up in the air as her head bent to suck me. I moved my right hand up and between her thighs. She squatted a little for me which opened her up. My fingers rubbed her pussy and sometimes they touched her ass hole. She would sort of jump when I did that to her rear end. I knew she wasn’t sure about ass playing so I stayed with her pussy, mostly.I pushed my middle finger into her pussy hole slowly watching it. She ground my face into it as she moaned "lick me you bitch, lick with your dirty tongue". In seconds she came with a huge scream, her own juices pouring from her slit. I drank from her cunt as fast as I could but it was too much and it covered my face, mixing with Bill's cum still on my chin. She fell back onto the sofa with the echoes of her orgasm still shaking her body. Steve was looking at me with a kind of lust I had never seen before. He grabbed my arm and said, "It's my turn now." He. For thatact of compassion, I'm going to grant you a second wish. I will take careof your first one today and be here tomorrow morning at this time to hearyour second one." With that he just flat disappeared.I finished my paper route in complete bewilderment which was compoundedwhen I passed the scene of the accident on my way home and there was noscene of the accident. No skid marks, no marks on the tree, no indicationof a fire, and no crashed automobile. This was really getting scary. .