Cum! matching each of his powerful thrusts. I arch my back, sticking my ass higher in the air as my pussy tightens around his exploding cock. Right as...I feel his first stream of cum spurt into me my cum flows out of me and down his cock making him push into me harder. As he pulls his cock out of me I turn around and lick it clean, tasting the mixture of our juices. He pulls my hair away from my face and clutches my body close in a hug as I lie down next to him. His strong, toned arms fold. Just don't carry much ... It's a problem at work, a lot of places you go, they don't like it. I'll start carrying when we're out together. We'll get you trained and permitted. And we just have to pay more attention to where we are and who's around us." I don't mean to be a drag, baby," I said.Those fingers played with my neck along the collar of my blouse. "Jess, I'd stand between you and a horde of screaming barbarians armed with a straw broom." But before me, you didn't have any of this crap.. . bare... Missing something... "Where's your horn?" he suddenly blurted out.Emily's crying was redoubled at Richard's question."It's gone," came the strangled reply."Gone? What? Where?" Sandra asked.Emily didn't respond."Did you lose it somewhere?" Richard asked, trying to keep his tone gentle."No. I was... I was..." The words couldn't fit between sobs."Did someone steal it?"Emily nodded."Oh my god," Richard said quietly. The seriousness of the situation made him stop thinking for a moment. He. Mom went to the bride’s while dad and I went to the groom’s.I don’t know what happened in the main house, but at the groom’s, we all got shitfaced while we roasted a pig and played golf.Strangely, they had hired some hookers at the back of the barn for anyone who cared to try, I think they were trying to compensate for the lack of strippers or something. Since they were there and I was single, and very drunk, I thought I would give one a try.So drunk me goes in, hits on a hooker then before.