"Man oh man". The indigenous man said rubbing his hands together. "I'm gonna have me some nice, white trash." He then shoved his face into Jordan's cu...t and made 'dog grunting noises' licking and sucking Jordan's cunt. Jordan groaned so he must have been doing something right. He then dropped his pants and fucked Jordan's cunt, leaving a massive load of cum running out.One after the other homeless men lined up waiting their turn. I stood outside because their body odor was shocking. I think. With that outfit I couldn't take her anyplace fancy. I chose a quiet Italian place where we had a candlelit booth in the back. A straw covered Chianti bottle hit the table matching the one holding the candle and we were talking again. I poured her wine, which surprised her. The waiter looked the other way. The Italians understand Amore.The subdued lights set a romantic atmosphere. I played footsie during dinner which I could tell she liked. By the end of dinner Crissi was floating partially. I wrote this very quickly so there are bound to be typos and there is for obvious reasons not too much concrete details. I have seen what it all lead to so I believe his story may have some truth in it. But I know only very specific details about Andys story so I have filled the blanks with my imagination. So this is a kind of "based on true story".Andy was divorced with two k**s. He has a workmate Rick, married with his high school sweetheart Peggy, three k**s.Andy missed one day of work as he. As I have already described, the branches at this point made it ideal for building a platform but they also created a perfect seat for one.While Stephanie stood holding on to the trunk for stability, I sat down on the middle of the three branches with my back leant against the tree. I looked up at Stephanie standing beside me. I could see the shape of her pussy through her soaking wet panties and above that I could see the slight swell of her breasts inside her t-shirt.“Come and sit on my lap.