‘I’ll be there in four hours. Put your hair up. Put your makeup on. Do not use perfume. Go barefoot. Where white panties and nothing else.’ ‘...Yes,’ she said. He swallowed, turned and walked back to his cabin. She stared at him, trembling and then walked to the lot where her car was parked, go it, just sitting with the key in the ignition. Then she snapped out of whatever phase she was in, turnedthe key in the car and drove to town to buy a few groceries. She also bought white panties, even. Her stomach was flat, her skin taught, and her pussy clean shaven. She would have been hot for a 20 year old, let alone a 40 year old. “C’mon” she said, snapping me out of my trance. “We’ll have some fun.”“Are you sure? I mean, Sara is my friend, and…..well, really?” I stammered out. “I’m sure, it’s fine. Come on over here, and just go ahead and leave those clothes in that bed.” I slowly pulled off my tank top, still considering this proposition. “That’s it, now the rest” she said, watching me. I always wondered as I started working his monster just what it would take to satisfy him last time I milked three loads before he was content. He told me as he forced the big head in my mouth that he had saved it all for me as I ran my tongue around the big head he began to throb pulsing his load in my mouth. I managed to back off enough to swallow his milk milking every last drop from him before having my mouth being filled with the big head of his cock again. He said don't stop there's lot's. It was a nice house with a big sofa with one of those corner sections. He asked if we'd like drinks. Being a 20 year old pissed up young lout I accepted a glass of vodka and Coke. John had the same.The night went on and I was feeling more and more tipsy. The conversation as always had turned to sex. Rob said that he had some porn if we wanted to watch it. Us being two horny young lads agreed. He out the dvd in the machine and some on screen was a blonde woman with big tits on all fours as two.