Jenny was spitting mad when I told her, mind you I think my timing might have been a bit better, she was just stepping back into her panties after I'd... fucked her in the back of my car."What?" I'm going on holiday tomorrow with my mother." I repeated and felt rather silly saying it."I don't believe it." she gasped, "I just don't fucking believe it." Jenny listen to me, I - - - -." No you fucking listen, when you get back from your holiday with mummy, don't bother calling me or coming round, 'cos. My husband has a good friend he met through a prior employer who we’ve been hanging out with more and more. My husband is always wanting to hear stories of me fucking other men, but I was running out of material so I told him I needed to experience something new. I shared with him that I thought his friend was hot and that I wouldn’t mind riding him. Over the course of the next few weeks we were trying to figure out how to bring it up to see if he’d be interested. I’m pretty flirty and forward,. Sometimes I get lucky. Sometimes I get both. So where are the Pennsy girls headed to.”She told me her friends were from her college. They were headed to LBI to her parent’s beach house. Her parents had to work so it was just the four girls. They were all single and just wanted to have some fun. A girls weekend away. “Look out LBI, Pennsy is in town. Should be plenty of boys down there. Have fun.”“ I’m getting sick of boys. I’m starting to like older men like you.”“I’m only 23, not that much. And it’s legally binding, as I just told you. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be fucked, either. In fact, I can promise you that you’ll get fucked a lot if you’re mine. Do you wish to be mine?” Hirsch pressed the issue, due to time constraints.“If you promise that I get to be naked inside at all times, get to wear makeup whenever it’s practical, that I get tits, and that I get to fuck every day if you can arrange it. I agree to it. Oh, and do paddle me, please! I used to get wet whenever.