"...and you're into some of thekinky stuff, a little bondage, maybe even some hypnosis. Plus, you've growna bit of a gut, and you're afraid that that'... turning her off. How'm I doingso far?"I sighed. My real fears unmasked. Working for mall security tends toencourage a lot of trips to the food court, if you know what I mean. I wasten pounds heavier than when I'd started, despite all the extra walking.Plus, I was afraid that if Jennifer ever found out what kinds of stuff I wasinto, she'd leave. "Hopefully not yet" she replied quickly.Tonight she was in work out clothes: bike shorts and a sports bra, both featuring a black and purple camo pattern. To complete the look was a white gym bag resting casually over one shoulder. No one would have suspected the naughty toys hidden within."Looks like we get sporty spice tonight" I joked."No, you don't" she responded cheekily "this is all for Susan."Several minutes later Jessica was emptying her bag onto the table while Susan looked on in awe.. They had done pretty well, but the farm they had now would do much better. The only problem was capital. In order to purchase the Peterson place, they had to sell everything they had in Oklahoma. Salvaging enough of the neglected equipment on the new farm to operate effectively had proven impossible, and getting a loan big enough to buy new machinery was proving to be difficult.In talking to them, it was easy to see that they knew wheat inside and out. I knew, given the chance, they would have. He fucked me in missionary, doggy style and told me to ride him and I obeyed him like I was his slave. He was fucking me in missionary.He told me he was about to cum and wanted it to release it in my mouth. He got down on to the floor and removed his condom. He pushed his cock inside my mouth and started shaking as if he got an orgasm. He released all his cum inside my mouth and I drank it all. It was not that great but ok.I licked cleaned his dick. Now he was like fuck me like the way I fucked.