"Sure."When the soap slipped out of Millie's hand, she bent over to get it and the lips of her cunt spread wider. She turned her head and giggled."Are...you getting a good look at my asshole?" she said.He grinned. "Yeah." Did you ever cornhole a girl?" she said."Nope." Interested?"He snickered and looked down. "Sure."Millie wantonly squeezed her tits and pointed her nipples at the boy's face. "Maybe I'll let you some time."Her tits tingled as she teased the boy. She rubbed herself against his arm. She and I got in a discussion about how lonely it can be when you’re on business travel and all your friends and lovers are back home. She even winked at me and told me I could always find some solace in the jazz bar in the hotel I was staying at. That fact had slipped out, too.”“Ah, so Blake met you in the jazz bar?”“No, he’d been listening to Amanda and I talk. After she left for the night, he asked whether I would mind some male companionship for the evening. The way he said it was. If the dorm builder had to rent one of those things we would pay three times the price as an add-on item. All the contractors in the area that had a grader were closed for the winter. The only thing they were doing was plowing snow as an on-call from the state and county at double and triple time rates. I was simply going to suggest the college rent one and I would grade the road myself at the end of each day. I had transported and loaded and unloaded hundreds of them in the sandbox. I was. Then without a word she pulls them out and there soaked, changing it to a darker damper black and swaps it for the banana, and its delicious, her sweet nectar filling my mouth and covering my taste buds, I can't believe how much fit inside that small woman. Then it hit, I was just gagged by the woman I love, could this night get any better? Then I felt my cock rising once again, not only because I was highly aroused but also because Amanda's hand was helping it. Then she lifted my balls as.