You go down on her.

You move your hands toward her skirt, probing with your fingers and leaning down, intent on tasting both of you together. The lovely farm girl stops you and say, "I have a favor to ask."

You stop and cuddle her. "What do ya need, baby?"

"I have this girlfriend. Her name's Connie, and she's my best friend, and she doesn't want me to leave without her. She hates this town as much as I do. If you don't want to take her, we'll understand. But if you could, she'd be mighty grateful. And I'd give you big rewards."

You think for a minute. How grateful would she be? Can you even think about that around Loretta? Maybe Loretta is very friendly with Connie. Or maybe Connie just wants to get out of town. Does it matter? It would obvious make Loretta happy. Why even contemplate not doing something that would make this sexy minx happy. She's letting you fuck her bareback and wants you to knock her up. She's your girlfriend after basically **** her. Who cares if she wants her friend to come along?

"Is she ready to go now? We can't let your father or anyone who would tell him see us," you ask.

"We could pick her up right now. I kinda called this morning, so she could get ready," Loretta blushes. "It would be just like when you picked me up, on the run. She lives about four miles from right here."

"Sure, I'll take her."

Loretta bounces up and down in the seat, which makes her chest jiggle delightfully. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She covers your face with kisses and French kisses you passionately.

"Where do we pick her up?" you ask after breaking the kiss.

"There's a right turn in two miles on County Road 69. Take it."

"Okay, in the mean time, give me a kiss," you grin.

The blonde complies very well. You put the car into gear and drive. Loretta sits next to you, just watching your face and grinning like mad. Even before you get to the turn, she starts stroking your pants, getting you hard again. You make the turn.

"Okay, now drive for another two miles and turn left at the driveway marked 'Bradley Farm'. It's a long driveway through a bit of woods at the edge. She'll be waiting in the trees with her suitcase. I told her the same thing you told me -- just one suitcase. She's still rubbing your bulge.

"Are you sure you want me hard as a rock and horny as hell when I meet your best friend for the first time?" you ask with a big grin. "Not that I'm complaining. Just trying to keep things simple." You chuckle.

Loretta stops and says, "Oh, John, I'm just so excited by this whole thing, and when I get excited I want you to get excited. Then I want you to fuck and fill me with your hot love. I'll be good until we have some privacy."

"Thank you, hon. I'm glad you want me to share you excitement. And I feel the same way, when I feel good I want you to feel good. We'll be in the hotel soon enough."

"I can't wait, John. Oh, there's the driveway. Turn here." Loretta points at the dirt road off the highway. You slow and pull in. It's about thirty yards before the trees.

"There she is!" Loretta shouts. For that cry of joy, this is worth it. You see a gorgeous redhead in a sundress with a bigger chest than Loretta's step out of the trees timidly, carrying a suitcase. You stop next to her, your girlfriend jumps out and hugs and kisses her.

They seem to be taking a bit long on their greeting. "Hurry! I want to get out of her before her father comes!" you warn out the window. You pop the trunk of the car.

Loretta breaks the embrace, grabs Connie's suitcase, and tosses it into the trunk. She opens the car door to let Connie in and then jumps into the front, slamming the door. "Go!"

You put in reverse and drive out to highway. As you get to the pavement, you see an older man running across the expansive yard, screaming and shaking his fists. You gun it to get out. You are soon out of sight and headed to the reunion.

Connie says, "Thank you, John. I really appreciate you accepting me into this little adventure. You won't regret it!"

"And I'll make it up to you if you do regret it," Loretta says in a sultry voice.