I work the night shift at The Spirits of Newlville, the only bar within fifty miles of anywhere. I make okay money but not enough to pay a car note. I... can barely make ends meet by walking everywhere. I usually ride home with another bartender, but I had to close tonight. Big mistake. My feet are killing me in these five inch monster heels. I think these Heels are trying to break my poor feet rather than the other way around. The chilly air on my bare thighs is giving me goose bumps. I hate the. He continued alternating this way for quite some time. I was immensely enjoying the touching and teasing. I realized he wanted me to enjoy this feeling without cumming.He asked me if I have ever cum multiple times within a few hours and I told him I had. He smiled at me and whispered to get me a bit more comfortable. He reached over with both hands and unbuttoned my shorts and then whispered for me to lift my butt. When I did, he pulled my shorts down to my knees. He then did the same with. Fu- Mmmmmmm…” she whispered in my ear.She pulled me in with every thrust from behind with her legs, she had locked her ankles together. “Fuck yeah- you like that baby…? You like fucking your tiny girl in the- MMmmmmm…” she said seductively. “Yes! Oh yes, ma’am, I do!” I said. Pound. Pound. Pound. Splash. Splash. Splash.Every push and pull was the cause of a massive splash, disrupting the entire lake. She kept switching her gaze between staring deeply into my eyes and flinging her head back to. I can only imagine what she was thinking.Liz Thompson, the Maid of Honor, my escort, was a knockout. She was physically a "perfect match" for me in the bridal party sense. She stood just over six feet tall, and with heels equaled my six four frame. She was all legs, clear up to her neck! I guessed her measurements to be somewhere close to 38-24-32. Her long blonde hair complemented her deeply tanned, olive-toned skin. The big brown eyes, gave her that innocent look, making me wonder how.