I asked the guy I was talking to if he'd like to join us and he eagerly accepted.The four of us were shown to a table in the corner. I sat Bev in a ch...ir and looked down. Her entire pubic mound was on display. She tried to tug her skirt down but it was hopeless. Finally she gave up and sat with her hands in her lap and that bright red blush on her face.I sat across the small table from her so that our two new friends would end up sitting on either side of her. The hostess handed us our menus. True, I live in the country too, but not that far out. Our house doesn’t have that magical assurance of true country. Our drive way isn’t long enough to be considered a ‘lane’, and snow doesn’t coat everything with the same potential. Where will I go when I want to soul search? The shrill cry of a cat fight in progress halts my thoughts, and I’m glad for it. There’s work to do, things to be done. I start up the truck and back it to the house, proceeding to toss garbage bags in the bed, ready. Rich started a slow movement in and out of her as his hands came round her one found her clit and the other massaged a nipple.Frankie started to push back harder into him how, feeling his length along her pussy walls she rode him backwards and forwards ‘fuck Frankie, you have the most amazing pussy, hold on girl because I am going to fuck the life out of it’Rich moved both hands to her hips now and bending her over his cock buried to the hilt inside her, as he held onto her he started to fuck. “I’m sorry about what happened last night,” James said. “I didn’t hear you in the doorway.”“Would you have said those things, knowing I was there?”“God, no,” he blurted out. “I am a gentleman.”“Are you, then?” she asked, as she sat up and started undoing her blouse. She pulled it open and pulled her breasts out of her bra. “And what would a gentleman do with these?”Anne and James stared at her in disbelief. Claire looked at James seductively, and continued, “A gentleman is a good thing, however.