If you're in Nashville again I'd love to be inside her
We do get to Nashville on occasion. She met this guy at Tootsies late in the evening, danced with him, and made out. We tried to get an Uber to our hotel, Courtyard in Downtown, but it was super busy, so this man offered to drive us in his truck parked nearby. Once at the Courtyard Hotel, my wife asked him to come in, and I thought they were going to get it on in the elevator on the way to our floor. He definitely knew how to seduce a woman. This was six years ago, according to Google.
When my wife pulled his cock out of his pants, she had a huge smile on her face and told me to look how big he was. They fucked each other most of that night and for most of the next day too. She definitely loved that man's huge cock and his massive loads of cum. At the airport, I told her she did not get to get the boots she wanted to buy. She laughed and said she got something better, bred by a real, genuine cowboy who was hung like a bull.
When we went back to visit him, it turned out he is from Wisconsin, a CPA, and wears a Stetson and Tony Llamas to pick up women. My wife said she didn't care, he rode her like a wild bull and was hung like a bull too. The last time we saw him was right before the Pandemic. That was our last time in Nashville.