My dick surged in my pants at the sight of her. Without her realizing it, Jennifer was helping me carry out my plan. We left the boys with the sitter,...Theresa, and walked out the door. As we were walking out, I glimpsed back and noticed that Theresa was checking out my wife. She had a look of both admiration and surprise.I wanted to take Jennifer to a place that was quiet enough to strike up a conversation with a working man type guy. So, off we went to the local “Applewoods”. Right before. I watched him for a little while but he did not say anything. I slowly came up closer to the vehicle until I knew he could see me watching, but still no response. I was enjoying watching him stroke his cock, but I was worried he would cum and I would not get it. I asked if he wanted a blow job and he continued to ignore me. After another minute or two, I told him that his cock looked delicious and I would love to suck it. I said that I wanted to suck him dry as he shot his load down my throat.. It didn’t take but a minute or so and his cock was huge, at least 20 inches long and easily as big around as my wrist if not larger.The donkeys cock was pointing straight forward now and occasionally would twitch and spring up and hit his underbelly. The scariest part of that thing was the head, it reminded me of the flared end of a bat where you hold on to it. It flared out and had a hole in the center that was occasionally spewing out small spurts of pre-cum.The oriental girl left her toy,. ."I did whatever Peter, the photographer, told me to do, but I really wanted to finish my sand castle and I kept going back to it. I had a small pink bucket and a little blue shovel. I was making a tower and pausing every now and again to give the camera my best come-fuck-me look. I'd arch my back and push out my breasts, covering my nipples with one arm and then the other. I let Rita move my hair, arranging it to clothe my tits long enough for a quick flurry of shots, and then the breeze would.