When I came to, I was sitting I was sitting on the tailgate of the truck. My face was a bit sore, no doubt from him landing at least one blow. Carl ...was sitting next to me."What happened over there bro?". Carl asked. His tone was more of amazement than anything else. " I don't know. The last thing I remember was hearing Becky telling that asshole to stop. How bad was it?" Dude, it was amazing! Who knew you could make someone cry like that by only holding their fist." Is Becky OK?" She is. .." What babe, what are you trying to tell me?" I asked. "Well, if someone caught my eye I might entertain the idea. He would have to be hot and erotic and I would most likely give in to his desire."Finally, she is on the edge of giving it up.........I called him up and told him the plan, we were going to the club in his town. He would be there and watch for us to arrive and then wait for his opportunity. When the time was right I would give him a sign and he could start making his move to draw. Instead, I watched.When I saw his hips move -- just slightly --- I knew it was time.***He could hear the buckles of the device.His head turned toward me as I sat next to him on the bed, moving the device around in my hands to determine which end was which. Unfastening the buckles, I listened to his breathing. Felt him moving on the bed.His lips were parted, eagerly.My eyes peered over, my hands moving through latex buckles. "Open a little wider for me, baby. Let me see that tongue of yours."He. The pleasure was so intense I couldn't even move to stop Joe. Oh my god it was going to happen again! No, not yet, I think I will literally piss myself! I managed to push his head away from my pussy. I collapsed forwards and curled up in his lap. He cuddled me.After a few seconds, he asked, "So... was that good?" I laughed. I couldn't form the words. I just hugged him tighter. He seemed to get the message. I calmed quickly. I became aware of a hot rod next to my face. Joe's gorgeous, thick.