She was the cowgirl who would break this wild animal. I felt like a wild animal slamming my dick up into her. Humping and fucking like there was no to...morrow. She rode me hard and wild and I was the bronco trying to throw this cowgirl off. But this bronco held onto his rider keeping her firmly ensconced on his dick. Both rider and bronco were moaning and panting as if in harmony, riding up the slope to the very top of that mountain of ecstasy, where they would find the release and joy that. It was great. Wedanced, we snogged and we chatted and no one turned a hair. We werenormal there. We got talking to other patrons both couples and groups,and the friendly welcome was wonderful. As we talked we found some ofthe sharpness of wit, very funny. The only mild draw back was one butchlesbian who was throwing her weight around and trying to muscle in. Inno time she had been reduced to embarrassed silence by the ascorbic witof our friends. When we got home Sam was much more relaxed about. Option 1, you go get showered, Dan and I will watch our little pre-club show and we’ll be out of your hair before you’re squeaky clean. Option 2... Well, you’ve been watching option 2 unfold across the ways tonight. Hey, Dan... Where they at, buddy?”Dan leaned into the telescope and took a quick peek, which he followed with an appreciative whistle. “I’m late tonight, they’re already onto the main event. That right there, is one well-stuffed lady. On her back, one cock up her arse and the other. " She moved to another rack. "Or, you might try these, they're a little easier in the fit - not so confining, and you may find you don't really need the under-wire. Or, are you thinking of something really different, now? Look, this is a shelf-bra camisole that would work." I'm beginning to... well, I guess you'd say, I'm still getting back on my feet. But, I've @always worn a bra. I wonder if I can get away with that? You can see everything."With a grin, Melanie said, "I guess it all depends.