”“Why did you go to her room yesterday evening?”“To discuss the concert, of course. She didn't want to cancel, and we talked about how to do t...e show.”“And?”“She broke her wrist yesterday, so she wouldn't be able to hold the microphone. And she's no good with her left hand. At all. But we decided to use a microphone stand, and she just wouldn't dance around much. It would all be playback anyway, so it wouldn't matter.”“I see.” I lean back in my chair and fold my hands behind my neck. “So is. And my mind was again confused. When I was mentally ready to get fucked in my asshole this bastard cum too early.I thought was thank god it was over my ass was saved. But one strange thing was I was not feeling disgusting ‘laying on side of a stranger dusky man with his cum on my butts.’ When I was feeling this bastard now shift to his side and make me feel like a cheap whore to clean myself.He started rubbing my butts with his hand and massaging my butt with his cum. When his cum spread on. "What is it?" I asked. "You'll see" he said pulling up to the lake. He parked the car and reached into the back seat. He pulled out a blanket and a picnic basket. Sweet I know but he really didn't need a romantic gesture in order to fuck me. None the less we found a spot on the beach. We ate and talked for an hour or so. I couldn't believe he still hadn't made a move! Was he more confident through text messaging or was he worried about my age? We left the lake and I was pretty disappointed. He stepped back and started to undress, and all the while he was looking right between her legs, ogling the moist pink flesh and delicate blonde curls. Then, naked, he crawled between her legs, and she felt his hot breath on her gash."Ned, what are you doing?" She giggled."I'm gonna eat your pussy," he said hoarsely."What?" Janet cried. "Are you nuts?" There was no answer, only panting. She felt him folding back the furry lips of her pussy, and then suddenly there was the most delicious.