She woke up a little when I got her on the bed, she kissed me and told me to get my cock out.Well I did not need to be asked twice, and as she started...to suck my cock I remembered the last place it had been, in Kathy's arse !! My girlfriend then said it was her turn, and she quickly slipped out of her dress and spread her legs wide open and demanded to have her pussy well and truly licked.I got between her legs and opened her hairy pussy lips and started licking and sucking, she must have been. She was determined to take her time. With all that's been going on lately she was constantly rushing from this task to that. No tonight would be different.Taking her time she slowly runs her tongue up the side of the oversized dildo making sure to cover ever inch of it in her saliva. After determining it had taken enough time she poured a large amount of lube in her palm and massaged it into the plastic cock then lowered herself onto it. It was very large but felt nothing like Fatty D's cock.. He not only complimented, in front of a full class, my 'cool, alternative taste', but used Google Images and his encyclopaedic mind to give an enthusiastic talk on Mod culture of the 1960s. From that day, I wore that parka with pride and even began exploring some of the music of the scene. The snide remarks didn't exactly stop, but I stopped caring and began to curate a version of myself I believed in, not one that others expected. I often think back to that small act of kindness and the man. Since we had eaten in Donegal just over an hour before, we didn't stop to eat again.We proceeded on to Ballintra a half hour down the road after crossing the river. There was another small river crossing in Ballintra, and some small streams to cross on the way to Cavagarden. We arrived there some hour and a-half after leaving Ballintra. We stopped there again to water the horses and feed them some grain. The final four mile or so stretch to Ballyshannon also had a small river to ford. The road.