This was a happy little town, but without water, there's no way we can stay."I asked, "What are the prospect of making the water flow again? And would...you stay if you could get water?" Of course we would stay, and I'm sure some, if not all, of the former residents would return if we could just get water," he said. "The well still has some wet sand at the bottom, so there may be water down there, but there is a layer of rock we can't dig through blocking it off. Dynamite might fix it, but we. You have that wholesome look about you.” I giggled and I kind of felt like I was blushing. He seemed very horny, like men I’ve seen in porno movies. He just kept smiling and was stroking at my legs. I was kind of excited that he was touching me, but nervous because I didn’t know what he wanted. I was almost hoping maybe he was interested in having a little fun. Like I said, whenever an opportunity presents itself, I usually will just go with it. The man then got up and went into the storage. I have a blind fold on my head, because part of the agreement was I would not speak to her or SEE my bride to be until I say I do. And to top it all off, I dont trust or even like the asshole that has set all this up. For all I know, when I say I do, the woman I agreed to marry may not even be there. In fifteen minutes I could be marring a dog of a woman rather than the beautiful Shannon. Even if Shannon is by my side when I say I do she is being forced by Dave (the asshole) into marring me.. At least she didn’t tell me to stop. In fact she wouldn’t let me quit.”I just kept sliding my cock in and out of her wonderful pussy. The lube kept me from cumming too quickly and we both enjoyed it more. Finally, I started pumping cum into her depths.Ginger said, “I’m glad she wouldn’t let me quit. She did say something about foreplay. She said that I would lean about that in time. Now I have to let you fuck me anytime that you want too…even on the floor in front of the television when we are.