I hate the city at night and I wanted nothing more than to reach my parked car and head out of town for home. I wanted to be out of it before the ‘s...ickies’ got into their Astra’s and ‘hatches’ and drunkenly made their ways back into the sticks of Cheshire. I wanted to be away from them as quickly as I could. The concert had been uplifting, the music swelling and fulfilling, now though, outside in the cold I hurried across the tramlines towards the car park. My route crossed one of the streams. I take it the plan is the same as it was a week ago?" Right, Al's Olds is at Pat and Rachel's store, Larry or Duane can drive it back to Al's house." Good enough, they can stick around for lunch before they head up the hill." By now, the rest of the boatmen had gathered around, and there were some introductions. Preach was, as always, tall and good-natured, rather quiet, but he didn't look much like the Baptist minister as he still was wearing cutoffs and a T-shirt that had seen better days. I stepped lightly, listening to the voices. I recognized Sophie's voice and what sounded like Evan, our next door neighbor. Evan was in his late 20's and married to Julie. They had moved in next door to us the year before I left for college.Evan was a beautiful man, strong arms, well built, dark wavy hair. He had piercing blue eyes that would captivate you. My girlfriends and I used to joke around about the things we would do to him if we ever had the chance. Now he was in my game room with my. Ready to use it once more. "Oh, Peter. Oh damn, please fuck my ass this time. Please baby. Oh fuck. Do it now!" Never a problem to play with my sweet Penny. My adored secret slut. My little whore, begging for my cock as she did so often now. Now was the time. I bent my knees and pressed the head of my steel hard cock into her ass hole. Yes, I could tell she wanted it badly as she moaned and pressed back to take me in. She was almost fucking my cock the dear, sweet little slut. "Want it hard.