I walk out first so that he can watch my naked ass sway as I walk in front of him. On the bed are black lack up thigh high boots, a black leather cor...et that laces on each side and a short black leather skirt that laces on each side. A black strap on harness with a gel dildo attached. A bottle of lube is on the table beside the bed. I tell him to start with the corset. He helps me into it and then laces me in. I tell him that the strap on is next. He helps me into it and my hard 'cock'. I automatically open my mouth. I was soooooo weak. I licked and licked and sucked on his cock. While I was being licked and nibbled on. I couldn't suck it right from the feeling Westly was giving me. All I needed was ....and there it was I felt a hard cock rubbing against my clit and hole. He was wetting his cock up with my pussy. I wanted to feel his naked cock, I hate condoms i guess so did Westly and Kal. I was feeling soooo good. Condoms in his hand he was going to put it on but i begged. I grabbed the phone, leaving the bubbling just beneath the surface to simmer and then fade away, as I talked to my overbearing mother about many things, including the never ending conversation about finding myself a man. By the time I was off the phone, I was frustrated, like I usually was after a conversation with my mother, and thankfully no longer horny. Looking at the clock and realizing the pizza would be here any minute, I went downstairs to check on the boys who were still, as far as I. It was redneck courage at it’s best. One day I filled the Accent’s trunk with 12 packs of toilet paper. When I say fill, I’m talking a dozen 12 packs at a time. I managed to buy 6 jars of strawberry jelly on the same trip along with ten small jars of peanut butter. Those I figured were my emergency rations.No matter what people thought about the old man riding the scooter on those first few trips, it just didn’t bother me. None of my days were spent doing anything fun, unless someone came by.