..and I liked it. Mike pumped his huge cock into me with stronger and greater force and I found myself pushing back against it, hungry for more. He he...d my hips just where he wanted them and thrust his cock into me over and over again. My heart was pounding and I licked and sucked Jordan's cock as if my life depended on it.Jordan began moaning louder and louder and I knew he was close to climax. I was somewhat apprehensive about tasting his semen, but with his hands firmly holding my head in. With a glass of delicious Pinot Grigio in my left hand and maintaining a conversation across the table with the seemingly brain dead Brittany (she is a trophy wife after all) I reached under the table to gently feel for Mark`s package, and what a delightful package was found. Now get this straight guys, WE women do check out what your bulge/package/equipment in your pants offers us ladies for any future clit rubbing and or affair having, you might offer, WE just don`t make it obvious when WE. "Found me?" Kaitie interrupted."Yea," Beth said, looking puzzled. "You don't remember being out by thepond?" "By the pond?" The pond she refered to was near their house, on the landthat their family owned after Kurt's industrial accident. As thequestion formed on her lips the recollection of things she'd done andlived as Kurt flowed steadily through her mind. The pond was, ever sincethat accident, a favorite place for Kurt to hang out and 'get away' tothink from time to time. He'd play his. It's like a hiker'sInterstate 95 down the mountain range with lots of turn-offs tosmaller trails leading to mounts further off. Some of them usedto be old Indian paths but most of them are hunters trails. Someare pretty rough going, like going up Balsam Cap and Friday,or even suicidal like Sugarloaf--but we won't be doing those.There're lots of nice back country roads mixed in too. Trails sopeaceful and quiet so you can hear snow fall. We've a small partygetting ready right now. Close friends.