“I bet every man in that congregation had a hard-on when they watched you walk out.”“Hmm,” she cooed. “Only one hard-on I care about.” Her...hand dove between his thighs and felt his growing member. “Dessert?”“Dessert.”They went to her bedroom. Daniel sat on the bed, his dick at full-staff, and watched Dixie disrobe. She kicked off her heels, stepped out of her dress and hung it carefully on a hanger in the closet. Off came her bra and the chain. She stepped closer and stood directly in front of. In spite of everything and whether either philosophy was right or wrong he took her in his arms, studying her face as though he was seeing her for the first time, daring to look deeper than before. In an attempt to flatter her and to change the subject he pretended to be a puppy — panting before licking her cheek. He was rewarded when he heard those engaging sounds inside her throat. She shook her head, almost smiling. It would take him awhile to learn her facial expressions but it would happen. He couldn't help notice her nipples, just barely standing out in the heat. God...there must be something we can do to cool off a little, he thought. Suddenly, she caught his eye and grabbed up his truck keys. "Lets go for a ride and crank up the air," she yelled a little mischievously. She tossed him the keys as he opened her door, watching her pull her long legs into the truck. He ran to the other side and opened the door, climbed up and started the engine while she turned the AC up full. She finally stops, yells, and plopsme on the bed."That's what overly generous lovers get around here. How dare you giveme back to back to back mind blowing orgasms!" Ismeralda says with agrin.The room keeps spinning and I keep laughing, what a hoot."What is your favorite position? Don't say......," inquires Ismy.I answer super quickly, "All of them." Fucking smart ass." The one that gives my mistress maximum pleasure." Give me one more stock answer, and I'll show you how the dreadedpiledriver.