He looked at Katherine and his family and politely asked, "Do you mind?" before he dug into his supper without actually waiting for their blessing.Two... hotdogs and two drinks later; Dave was happily finished eating and drinking. He smiled at everyone and said, "Thanks."Roger explained, "We're really proud of you, son - and we can get all the details from you when you get home. Here are my car keys. You can drive Katherine home while your mother and I go home with Julie and Beth."Dave nodded and. “I guess we do.”“Wanna get a drink later?”“Sure.”“Meet me by the main entrance. I can’t be seen with guests on the property, but there is a bar in town where we can go.”“Cool.”“Who was that?” asked Paula when I came back.“Just a girl I met earlier today. She invited me for a drink and since you are meeting Francisco, I thought I would go.”“Sounds nice.”Mika was very pretty up close. Blue eyes and black hair. I bet she had no problems finding willing men to keep her company over drinks, so why. . for me, I'm afraid I'm gonna... come, already!" It feels good for me, too," she said.Well. That was nice to hear, but I was betting she wasn't feeling two seconds away from blast-off, like I was!"It's gonna be hard for me to... not to come, too soon," I warned.I think I made a little shuddering, groaning sound, and she giggled. The resulting movement of her body, all by itself, was almost too much for me to bear! But -- what could I tell her?... Don't giggle?After awhile, with both of us. I return to his embrace, his stocky build and hard hands; his creamy jade eyes and shock of blonde hair falling about his shoulders. I return to our little house nestled in the foothills, beneath the village. I return to the bosom of our families, to overseeing crop cycles and managing their sale to co-operatives across the Old Border. I return to being pinned to the white linen of our marital bed, my legs splayed as I am impaled on his cock, our bodies colliding as I am fucked into oblivion..