There was a little chill in the air as the temps got into the low sixties that night and the open sides and top let the wind whistle around us. By sun...ise we’d be warming up and ready to run. We’d heat up fast once we hit the trail.“Coffee?” I asked. I had a thermos with me and held out a cup.“Oh, yeah. Not too much, though. I’ll have to stop and pee along the trail.”“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to do that on my runs in the morning. I can’t help drinking a cup before I head. She took them into her perfect arms. "Hm, I think I've finished most of my decorating." I followed her gaze around the living room and saw enough lights to give me a cataract. I sighed, inwardly, thinking fast."Maybe in your bathroom?" I quipped, trying to give a casual laugh at the end which came out more like a squeak.She stared at me for a moment, and I blushed. She gave a wry grin. "You're cute when you try to be funny." And then her face fell. "Oh, God. That sounded terrible. I just. Shaven flawlessly. I pressed into her calf and rose slightly to kiss her knee. With only a little more height I was able to lick and nibble her inner thigh. It’s very quiet out of time. Her soft moans echoed loudly in the silent arena. There was no chatter, no rustling, not even the sound of the wind, to muffle her. The cry she let out when I first put my mouth over the crotch of those green panties surprised me so much that I flinched back. She proved just how into it she was, when she laced. ..”She rests her head against his beck and continues to hug him, fondling him down-under ... And he’s quite happy with the attention. She strokes him, her face on his furry neck, and sighs, “Kenny would have been very impressed...”We cut to a low angle close-up of his belly – with her hand fondling his sheath, gripping the cock inside, jerking it in a couple of little bursts ... The dark pink lipstick tip poking out ... Her carefully pulling the sheath back to reveal more of it. Playing with it.