When Chris found the right moment, he began to slide his dick deeper into Claire’s mouth. Neither of them could believe how much of him fit. So he k...pt going. And going.He must have been down her throat before he began to pull back. He pulled all the way out, and pushed it in again. Out, then in. Out, then in.“What would you do if someone walked in the door right now?” he asked.Claire didn’t respond. Instead, she brushed his hand away, and began sucking his dick on her own.She decided she. Until he came again.Matthew slid out and stood up. The two girls looked good together. Black and white. Intertwined. Candace and Erin. Roommates. Lovers. Beautiful.Candace sat on her luscious round ass. Back against the door. Head flopped over to her left. Long, curly black hair hanging to the floor. Big tits thrust forward. Her expensive leather thong still knotted around her neck. Legs spread. Eyes wide. Tongue bulging. Out of her pretty mouth. Naked. Except for her shiny black vinyl. Time passed slowly, too much so for me, and as much as I wanted to simply just keep my head down and have the bus come and take me home to where I was safe. My thoughts returned to being back in that booth and the man standing there holding his cock in his hands and my groin stirred again. This made me uncomfortable. I tried desperately to think of some of the girls in my class that were attractive and to my pleasure I found that I still responded favorably to them.I almost wanted to go back. We figured out a dollar amount for the hives, and I ended up paying cash for two dozen hives along with two big hams, a side of bacon, and two gallons of good wine. It took us a while to find the wine he liked best as we siphoned a taste from several barrels. He ended up with some Merlot that was what I considered ordinary.The man was fascinated by the wine caves, the equipment, and the distillery. He asked, "Do you make any shine too?" Nope, no shine. I'm licensed to make grappa that also.