And, to his glee, it was a map of the whole state. He was familiar with the area, having grown up near here, but having a map was great. Something he ...ould judge scale by. He laid it out on the kitchen table, and spent the rest of the evening poring over it. Girl snorted at him, but he just smiled and bent over the map.He found the mountain fairly accurately portrayed, and Devonsville was right where it should be. He found what he wanted to find, Wellston. Maybe three or four miles southeast of. I think she was excited by it though, even though they were so much older than she was. It turned out that John wanted her to come over while I was working, but she said she wasn't concerned for her safety, so I said she could go. I think secretly she wanted to see how committed of a nudist she really was. When the day came, John had her come over about thirty minutes before his guest arrived. She had fixed her hair and put on perfume for them and had "fluffed" up her pussy hair, as she thought. That was a first. “I need you with me, I need you in this.” He dragged the strokes rubbing his lower abdomen against mine, pushing inside in a very slow, determined way, then pulling out again. I held his gaze. Because he asked me. Because I was surprised. He rolled his hips between my legs making me feel him even more as he writhed inside me. He was breathing deep and hard, the muscles on his chest straining with every move and breath, making him look like a hedonistic masterpiece. I had to. Suddenly, he steadily pushed his cock fully into my ass. I relaxed my muscles to allow full penetration. I should stop here and let the readers know that I have great muscle control, making my ass so tight you can barely get a finger in, or so loose that you can drive a small car into it. I can also pulse the muscles to milk a cock and get every drop of cum from it. Sometimes that results in the guy getting hard again and having another round.Well, that's what happened this time. I tried.