The dust scattered in the wind as I stepped towards the car's door. It had been too long since the last storm. The farmer's fields were feeling the dr...ought. Now, they were about to be rewarded for their wait. Or punished. A storm as powerful as this could flatten a field and cost the farmer dearly. That is the way of nature. That is the way of passion."Mike, do you think there could be tornadoes in this thing? I mean, look at the color of the clouds. They're not just black, but a. Finally she recovered enough to sit straight."You are good," she said. "Slow but good." She looked down in my lap where my trousers were tented. "Sorry about that. I do have some rules, though. One of them is that I don't fuck on first dates."I decided against trying the apocryphal story that my balls would hurt if the pressure wasn't relieved by real sex. "I took care of your problem," I said. "Can't you do something to assuage mine?" I don't suck on first dates, either. What are you going to. He pressed against the sphincter and his dick head popped inside, eliciting a moan of pain from Amanda.But Jack ignored that and started thrusting, using small thrusts to go deeper and deeper inside the women's asshole, until he was buried to the hilt. He pulled back until he was almost all the way out and then he thrust forward again. He did this several times until he felt her relax and her groans began to be moans of pleasure.As he started fucking Amanda's ass faster, he looked over and saw. "So? How do I Iook? " he asked doing a slow pirouette as he entered the living room.Cassandra responded by taking him in her arms and placing a long and slow tongue kiss on his lips."You look one hundred percent fuckable," she said softly.A moment later the doorbell rang and Cassandra went to answer it. When Lance heard a male voice coming from the side door his heart rate increased and he lost his hard on. A second later Cassandra led a handsome young man into the living room and Lana was.