Johnny supported her, an arm around her waist and laid her on the sofa. Why dont you get cleaned up then come sit with me? She asked. Ok, Ill get a cl...th and clean you, too. No not me, not yet, I want to keep you in me for a little while but you could bring me another vodka tonic. He brought a drink for each of them and sat with her. Wow Johnny, I might not ask for that again real soon but you were my wild man, all I can say is WOW. He just stroked her hair. Finally, the big day, her. "Might as well get another, she can go for hours.”"Jesus. It's 2:00 in the morning already.”"Go to sleep. I promise I can entertain myself.”"Your husband doesn't care?”"That I'm out this late?”He nodded as he went to the fridge and grabbed another beer."I'm sure he'll be irritated but nothing a blow job cant fix." Nick stopped and stared at her as she continued reading on her phone, some historical memoir of Catherine the Great. She had a fascination with female historical figures if he. On this night we had eight couples who attended and we met at a farm on the outskirts of town. I felt a bit anxious about the night as I was the youngest one of the group. The wagon was drawn by a four horse team and the night was cool but not cold. I had invited a senior classmate, Dave, who was not tall, dark and handsome but he had the most gorgeous eyes and melting smile I had ever seen. I thought this would be a great way to get to know him without being mauled at the drive-in. The hayride. Both were of African descent, and both were alluring beyond words. The one on the right had a nose ring and huge, voluptuous breasts with some of the biggest areolas and nipples Scott had ever seen. The other girl had medium-sized breasts and a face with more conventional beauty, a perfect symmetry with lively brown eyes. Both women had their pussies shaved and both looked very athletic, reminding Scott of a gazelle leaping in the wild. He shook his head, trying to erase the strange image from.