“Sam, hell no you’re not leaving. You did surprise us, and we do have guests, but now we have two sets of guests,” said Owen. “Come in, come i....”He’d come around and more or less passively blocked us from making any more progress toward our truck. Abigail had disappeared back inside, not doubt to warn her guests.“Owen really, we don’t want to intrude. We should’ve called,” I said.“Well, yes, next time call. That way we can have the help cook up extra grub, but have you leave and come back. Pressure was building inside me but I wanted to cum by fucking her hard and wild, I pulled my dick out of her mouth and she was looking at me with a question in her eyes while wiping her dripping saliva of her lips and chin. I signaled her to turn and come in doggy position to which she obliged instantly. She was looking at me with inviting look to come take her fast now but her magnificent ass facing me made me change my plan, i squeezed her ass and bent down and hungrily started licking her. Most of the men headed for home, dog weary and frostbit, but Beckwith, Ned Beall, the Foster family and me went on into the old tavern. Stud Farrell, Alex Beall, Annie and her prowling orange, black and white cat were the only ones there at the time. The cat pretended not to notice us."You have a good night?" Beall asked Billy Beckwith."Tolerable," he said. "Not much sleep. Like you to meet Mr. Foster. Think you know his wife and daughter."Beall nodded to the ladies, who were both wearing. It seemed only fair and I let him go ahead and strip. Like I said, I was very innocent at the time.While he worked on my butt muscles he asked me questions about sex with my ex. He even asked if I had ever done anal sex with her. I told him we hadn't done that. As he finished working on my butt he climbed onto the table to work his way up my back with both hands. As he did more of my back I felt something hot brush my skin a few times. I may have been innocent but it didn't take me long to.