Maybe Ashley and I could do something tomorrow night. I called her around 8 that night. She was surprised to hear from me. I told her about the text message I got from Sara. She was surprised as I was with this sudden trip to who knows where. I asked Ash if she had plans Saturday evening and she said no. She did inform me that her daughter was in for the night, from Pittsburgh, but that she was leaving in the early afternoon. We cumshot both though, wondered where Sara actually was at. The next night, Ashley and I went to dinner, then to a concert in the park, amateur over in the next city. It was a bunch of country bands playing, something that Ashley and I had in common. She was dressed in a very sexy halter dress, sans any bra, and if she moved just right, you could see her tit, well most of it. The dress was floral pattern on white blowjob cotton, and the hem came down to just above her knee, tasteful, yet sexy on her, especially with her tan, olive skin. The concert was the type you take a blanket and sit on the ground. They did have beer, wine, and other drinks, plus some snack foods there. When we arrived, it was starting to get dusk and we were trying to find a nice teen spot, since it was pretty crowded. When we found a spot, I heard my name called out. I looked up and saw Tom, my buddy I work with and his wife Cathy. They motioned us to come sit with them, so we did. Tom gave me the high eyebrow when he saw I was with Ashley, and not Sara. he had seen Ashley a few times at some of our work sites. After making the introductions, we all sat down. Tom suggested we go get beers now, pov before the concert starts. As we walked, he asked what was up with me and Ashley. Her juices flowed and washed away with the water, but in her excited state it did not take her long teen to bring herself over the edge. Oh, amateur yeah. I was thankful that John remembered to not bring his gun with him. Open your door!” Cuddling was okay and quite common between them, as was a peck on the cheek in the morning or at bedtime, and hugs when hugging was needed, but only because Bobbi didn’t see those as sexual acts – they were simply what best friends do. “Hahaha! Daniel asked. “The words Jerry. Bring Mom, Bridget and Shelly to me now. Hey soft, breathy moans kept climbing slowly until the bulbous pov tip touched her vagina. As she wandered like a zombie back through the kitchen and to the stairs, Phil quickly pulled his phone out to make the final cumshot arrangements with Terry, and book the lift he’d already promised. Juliana whispered back mischievously. “Wuh? From now on, she wanted to be the center blowjob of sexual attention among all these wild and savage bikers.