#369423 - When he looked back at her for the first time, Christy felt her cunt tighten even more, he was a stud muffin of the first order!!! In a shaky voice she offered, My name is Christy, what's yours? With a wide grin, he pulled her close, his mouth only inches from hers and answered, Nice to meet you Christy, my name's Clint! Without any further warning, he pressed his mouth to hers and gave her a long deep kiss, and naturally Christy's body responded like a well tuned Ferrari on the race track, quickly melting into his arms and begging for more attention. When he was sure the coast was clear, he shepherded Christy into the men's john and lead her straight to the last stall. As another ride was bucked from the mechanical bull, he whispered, Follow me, now, while taking her hand and pulling her through the mass of humanity towards the rest rooms.