As he rode slowly through the small community, he noted the pride in the town that residents had: six girls from the town had become Miss South Dakota... in recent years, plus another sign declared that the baseball and football teams were occasionally state champions going back to 1964. The fertilizer plant seemed to be the main industry. Even at only twenty-five or thirty miles per hour he was through the bulk of the town in less than a minute. There wasn’t even a stop sign or traffic. With each contact, I the pressure from my lips was increased and broader. His manhood twitched.After a fifth kiss, I ran my trembling tongue along the upper, dorsal surface of his semi-slumped shaft until my nose bumped with his solid lower abs and spiky pubes. There, at his small bushy crown, I kept kissing more. I could feel his engorging cock hardening under my chin. I could hear him having long gulps of his beer and a long refreshing “aaaaaaah!” after swallowing it. He even burped. Almost one colour all over. Man that was one wild evening. Your cousin Andrei drank so much he threw up in the car park down the side of someone’s car, never found out whose, and John went home with those two sisters.’ John sat there smiling, the memory of the two sisters in his bed that night one that he treasured. ‘If you see them give them my love and tell them I still think of them on cold lonely nights.’ Suzanne piped in, ‘Nothing to brag about, men not holding their drink!’ Joanie looked. I jumped up and listened for a moment, then I remembered my guest and the day's events.I hurried to my bedroom and knocked on the door."Monica? Are you okay?"No answer. I open the door slowly and see Monica thrashing on the bed, and I realized that she was dreaming. I quickly walked over to the bed and grabbed her shoulders."Monica! Monica, wake up, it's just a dream!" I said, shaking her gently.Her eyes popped open and she gasped, the latched onto me and began sobbing uncontrollably."It's.