Beth had never experienced anything like it before and it made her tremble with excitement. John gave her a moment to catch her breath and when the th...obbing ache began to subside, Beth gave a slight nod. The sweet friction of her husband’s big dick tenderly thrusting in and out of her arse made her toes curl. He felt so much bigger fucking her in that unfamiliar hole. She revelled in the sensations mixing both pain and pleasure into a delicious raw cocktail of sensual intoxication as he filled. I had to have her paint them. She gazed at me, or maybe beyond me. I think she thought I was crazy. ‘You’re serious about this aren’t you?’ she inquired. ‘Yes I am,’ I replied. She composed herself and said, ‘It seems Prince Charming is not only gracious, and a wonderful provider,’ passing her hand over the spent lunch wrapper and empty beer cans, ‘but loaded to boot. Is he really just a fool and his money?’ ‘I can assure M’Lady Ann that Prince Charming is neither a fool, nor loaded. He simply. " I had my boobs done," she says confessionally, her hands roaming overher perky pair. "They look fake, right?" They look... " I'm not sure what to say. I'm aware that all I'm doingis staring, so I mentally shake myself and make a half-hearted attemptat spreading shower gel over my body."Yeah, I know. I think I'll get them taken out and replaced when Ihave the money. They feel kinda weird." Really?" I ask, watching this girl I barely know squeeze her tits infront of me."Totally. They're like.... " Uh-uh," she said. "Let's get drunk together, bubba. You and me. We'll get knee walkin', toilet huggin' drunk. We'll drown our sorrows in an ocean of booze." Cute. You're so damned cute. Go away."The bartender set a shot of something and a glass of beer in front of her. She tossed back the drink - ugh, bourbon - and chased it with a gulp of beer. Bubba, she thought, your hangover in the morning will be a beaut'. She shuddered. Nasty stuff."Are you going to forgive me or toss me out on my ear?".