.As I dressed for BP I got to thinking about my reaction to Meghan. What was it about her that set me off? What made me decide to find her "on" button...and jiggle it so hard?As I headed out onto the field I couldn't get the picture out of my head, of Meghan flat on her back, legs in the air, with Mr. Johnson sawing in and out of her butt. It was a nice picture but totally inappropriate. Meghan probably didn't even know women had anal sex, much less wanted it with me.However, I could just bet Mr.. "We'd like to know how much it'll cost to join... for the school year," Mel asked without standing or hardly even acknowledging me. Rich bitch I guessed immediately. The kind that could get my dander up. I usually didn't like these short, mouthy girls.Even though she wasn't much over five two, and she was wearing baggy sweats both top and bottom, I could see at a glance she was an athlete. Something about the way she held her shoulders instantaneously made me think swimmer, a thought only. I was driving on some very tight curvy hills and narrow roads with no shoulders and I had blow out on my truck. I found a pull off and to my dismay my spare was flat and the trailer spare was the wrong rim for my truck. I sat in my truck trying to figure our where the nearest place was to get the tire fixed when I realized I was in the Ozarks. I remembered Freddy and pulled out my phone contacts book and called him.Fifteen minutes later a pickup truck showed up, they said they'd been sent to. Much to his friends' amusement, Kevin succumbed to the situation's excitement and eventually took his turn shagging my arse, but for me, the crowning moment was when Gorden buried his manhood deep inside my bowls.I was straddling Robert while Kevin and Daniel knelt in front of me when Gorden started fucking my arse. Seeing his best man ream my arsehole while he joyfully face-fucked me was too much for my future son-in-law, and within seconds started bucking his hips faster and faster."Fuck, I'm.