Huge steaks, Pot Roast, pork and beans, turkey and trimmings. A purveyor of Southeastern Style, had pork and corn in a myriad of disguises.Buffalo was... served in at least three huge tipis ... cooked Indian style ... the only bones included in the meat came with roasted hump ribs.One lady was serving “Fry Jacks;” deep fried bread dough with local honey ... it was marvelous. She brought a hundred pounds of pre made dough and sold out by 2:00 pm.BBQ ... an island Indian invention ... had. Following licking down her body, lifting all the chocolate off her body with my tongue, she was enjoying it happily and more horny. I put more chocolate on my fingers rubbed it on her body, then let her suck my fingers. I put more on my fingers and ran it down to her wet and swelling pussy lips. With more chocolate on my fingers I slid them into her wet warm hole. She was moaning more then before licked my fingers with a mixture chocolate frosting and pussy juices on it. Mmm, very tasty, went. About the only good point I could see about her was her long hair, which shone in the light.I started weeding and she sat on the seat where Susan and I had first sat. The way she sat I was looking right up her dress and she seemed oblivious to this fact."What did you do to get punishment?" She asked."Someone spoke when they should have been listening, so I shut him up." Oh dear, you believe in violence then. I don't like violence." If it is to get me peace then I'll use violence if there is no. In my college days I'd done several threesomes and foursomes and quite a few gangbangs and I knew what it felt like when you weren't the first one in, even if those in front of you were using rubbers. If Glenda was taking on her models I was pretty sure that I would have known it. But still, in the back of my mind I had to wonder. And worry. I didn't know what I would do if I found out she was cheating on me so I did my best not to find out.From time to time Glenda would ask me to model for.