Then I closed my eyes and started to rub myself furiously, at the right moment shouting out so that he could hear.“Oh fuck me daddy, fuck my pussy w...ith your big cock.”I wanted him to hear me. I wanted him to know.“Oooo I wish it was your cock Daddy!” I shouted.“Oh fuck, I‘m cumming Daddy, I‘m cumming,” I cried out as my orgasm hit me and caused me to convulse on the hay bales. My eyes were closed throughout my exhibitionism. I didn’t know what to expect when I opened them. Would he be there. "Hell yeah, you look fantastic!" Ricky gushed."Well ... it's painful to look good," she said. She flexed her feet grimaced -- she still had on high heels. "My feet always hurt after wearing high heels all day." I've been known to give great foot massages," Ricky said with a glint in his eye.Without thinking, I blurted out, "You should take him up on his offer babe."Both Jen and Ricky looked at me. I regretted saying it. They'd been joking around, but now I was turning things serious.Finally Jen. He moved forward in his chair, edging closer to a small, round table that stood between them. Lifting an oddly square bottle, he turned the peeling label toward the fire to read its faded letters. She watched quietly as he poured an inch of emerald liquor into each of two heavy crystal goblets. The liquid seemed to glow and sparkle through the many angled facets of glass. She grew more curious when he balanced a long, slotted spoon across the top of one of the glasses, then lifted a single cube. He was chatting away, but I was too nervous to listen carefully enough to what he was saying. He put some music on his laptop and lowered the blinds half way. He then stood in front of me and started running his hands over my chest and back as we kissed. He ushered me down to my knees and unbuckled his belt. He pulled his underwear down as I gazed up nervously. He rested his cock on my lips and as I opened my mouth, he slid it in. I was now sucking my first cock and I could feel my nerves begin.