" Yes, cum in my pussy, fuck, I can not stop cumming, baby, damn, cum with me."Clare was cumming a lot I noticed, since I wasn't letting up on the spe...d, as much as I had to on my back."Here it is baby, in your pussy." rope after rope of cum shot out of my dick head right into Clare's pussy, as deep as I could get my dick into her, and she was pulling me in with her legs and feet, being wrapped around me, as far and deep in as she could get me too.Clare kept squirting, and her pussy muscles. You place your big lips on mine and softy inch your tongue into my mouth slowly. With your tongue inside my mouth gently teasing my tongue till it plunges into a hard dance with mine. “I'll make your coffee, Babe.” as you slowly push me down so I am on my knees and wedged between you and the cupboard. I see your hand pull your zip down slowly, and slowly ease your cock out of your pants. It is ready for my mouth as I slowly tease the tip with my tongue, I taste a dribble of precum, and I slide. " You earned every penny of it, Richie. See you Wednesday. Bye now." Bye, Mrs. Webster n' thank ya so much."I started to get in the car but she held my arm and said, "Tell you what, Richie. As long as we're not around other people, why don't you just call me Beth, OK? Mrs. Webster seems too formal." Yes, Ma'am - I mean Beth. See ya in two days!"The next time I went to the farm, I stopped at John's to pick up a box of groceries for Beth. He asked me if I'd met Mr. Webster yet and I told him that. I glanced over at the table a couple of times, kind of hoping that Jack was watching, but he wasn’t. He was buying more shots for him and Gavin, flirting a little with the shot girl. I rolled my eyes, what was I expecting anyway? I ignored it and continued the step dance until it was over, a good grinding song playing next. Mag and I stayed on the dance floor, no longer doing a step dance, but doing what we do best and dancing ourselves. Now, when I dance, it’s definitely the grinding,.