My juices streamed down until I found the nearest tree, deciding I couldn’t wait any further.I pulled up my dress, spreading my labia, trying to rea...ch and pry the thing out with my fingers. I pushed inside of myself easily, fitting three fingers deep enough to spin the thing. Making it so much worse.I shook, pleasure pushing back against my concern, until without any conscious thought my other hand appeared on my clit, rubbing as the fingers I needed to fish out the vibrating ball turning. ..Yes use me, I’m yours forever. She moaned. I slapped her again and again. Yeah baby you know what I like she moaned. I shoved my hand in her mouth gagging her , I grabbed her tongue and pulled it out twisting it. Her body trembling as she came. The look in her eyes were pure love. I pulled my hand out and choked her with both hands she turned red then a light purple. I released and slapped her face harder than ever breaking her lip. Mmmmm she moaned as she sucked her lip, I leaned down. (What the fuck is a gridiron?) Since I know more about quantum physics than football the local dive was my destination along with the other drifters and losers, my intimate circle without any intimacy.I'm Iris Periwinkle, mid-thirties, no Prince Charming for me. Not because I'm picky, because I'm a lesbian. After showering, I put on my still-clean-from-last-week bar clothes; gray cotton leggings, Kentucky Wildcat pullover, blue Nike sneakers along with black push-em-up, push-em-up, way-up. . oh goddamn...”His hand presses the back of my head. I help him to ejaculate with short back and forth pumps with my lips as they are being held against the base. His whisper makes intermittent contact with his vocal cords as he tenses and jerks.“I-I’I’m oh unh unh Kmm.”He is holding me down. I can feel the throbbing muscles of his veined pole as they flex and squirt cum into his pants. I feel his hands continue to hold me in place until it fades. He loosens and exhales slowly.He knew it.