The girls I was in school with were shocked by my selection, my trendy clothes and taste is “snow-boarder-type-bad-boys” didn’t really add up wi...th my love for country music. The whole way downtown in the car I blared the local country station and made everyone laugh with my dead on knowledge of George Strait lyrics. I was sure by Monday word would be around the department and I would no longer be the hip, cool girl, but more like the trailer queen. Well, who cares what they think…that’s what I. Are you clooo ... close?" she moaned."Not quite yet," I replied as I continued to drill her. I made sure to crunch into her clit as we came together with each thrust."Make ... Ooohh ... Sure ... you ... pull ... Ooohhh ... GOD!" Kelly stammered. Her pussy rippled against my cock and clenched as she squealed when she orgasmed. My lover shuddered as she rode her climax through to its denouement. Kelly slumped to the bed, spent. I continued thrusting in and out, but at a slower pace, giving her a. My wife had her legs crossed and when she started to answer me she squeezed them together tightly. She said you need me to spell it out or can you guess? That again, I almost whined. Yes said yes and don't you dare act ugly over there, this is something I enjoy and it won't kill you to let me have my fun. But what if he is black again I asked. She said well he is so start getting over it right now. But your pussy will be to sore afterwards and I'm horny I said. She assured me that she was. More memories assaulted me: being ass up and face down in front of the tree as the owner of that voice plowed into me from behind, both of us scrabbling as we jolted forward into an uncontrolled, passionate heap and then passed out ... underneath said beautiful tree.Apparently he’d been awake for a while before me, because while I was still ... heaped ... he was sporting a festive green and red bathrobe, shower-wet, perfectly styled hair, and a pair of house slippers. And I was naked, I’d.