"It's obvious that you want a taste of that" she said, "Why don't you take a chance - try your luck?"I grinned at her and said, "Oh no, you have to be...first."Carol and I have a unique relationship. It is totally open and each of us has given the other permission to step outside the bonds of holy matrimony, only neither of us ever had. Carol is a walking wet dream and she has men goggle eyed wherever she goes. She's had more passes thrown at her than all the wide receivers in the NFL, but she. Her loneliness dissipated to the rustling sound of approaching steps through the grass behind her. She turned her head, but couldn't get more than a sidelong glance at Dwight walking up with something round and shiny in his hands. Not sure what to expect, Maddy began to pant, shifting around against her restraints. As Dwight knelt town behind her, she heard something get set on the ground behind her and the strange sound of oddly-distorted metallic clinking. Maddy's curiosity stretched taught. She was getting him in the right mood so he would do everything she wanted him to do to her.Kevin stepped closer to the couch, standing right in front of her. "Here it is," he said, bringing his hand to his zipper. She stared at his stiff meat, at the long hard outline of it bulging at his jeans. Then she looked when he pulled the zipper all the way down. His prick flipped out of the opening and dangled in front of her face. It was long and hard and she could see the thick vein pulsing like. He was cute, too; not drop dead gorgoeous, but attractive, and I seemed to be in his line of vision practically all night. Before I left that night, he stopped me and asked for my name and number. So I gave him both and ever since then, we have been talking and hanging out. BUZZ... BUZZ... My phone vibrated. I looked at the I.D., and smiled. Speak of the devil.The DJ: "Hey Vixen."Vixen: "Hey babe."The DJ: "Whatcha doing?"Vixen: "Chillin', listening to music." The DJ: "Cool, you coming out to.