“Sean, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me.”I smiled and climbed on the bed and watched as she got comfortable. I slowly climbed on top of her a...d slid my cock into her waiting hole. The look on her face let me know that she liked it, her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth was open. I decided to be rough again and slid my hand over her throat. She looked at me lustfully as I started to fuck her slow and steady and she seemed to enjoy it.I leant forward, pinning her down by the throat. I was impressed.”“I was too,” I answered. “I don’t know if I’d go to another one, or not. Just not really my thing.”“I’d definitely go. I had fun. You should go again and be a shooter. I’d have no problem with that. Sounds exciting. I’d love to watch you dump your spunk on Billie’s face.”“We’ll see,” I said, trying to end the conversation before she looked for me to commit to attending another jizz show. “Let’s go to my house so I can jizz on your face.”“Yeah, baby,” she said laughing. “Would. Ye Gods! Grandchildren!I asked my father who the best contractor was for what we wanted to do. The guy who had done the expansion on our living room wasn’t around any longer. He was originally from Texas and when he and his wife split in a nasty divorce, he loaded his pickup truck with his gear and headed back to Houston. That was why I used a different contractor for the repairs to the house a few years later. He mostly did exterior work and subbed out the interior stuff.Dad was the County. Intimately there."Jo was a little taken aback at his openness but she admired him for his calm and confidence. She wanted to at least put up a little fight. Even so she was even voiced as she replied."And what makes you think that I want an intimate chat with you?" Let's just say that your erect nipples and my aroused cock are signalling to one another."To say that Jo was taken aback would be an understatement. Nevertheless he was correct in that she was dancing on fire and in a less public.