Back on the road, we’d taken an indirect route to nowhere special. I’d see another highway, and turn onto it just because I wanted to go that way ...for a while. The landscape changed from flat, open ground, to large fields bordered by low hills that teemed with wind turbines. Sharon was fascinated, and she took pictures and videos of the platoons of three-hundred feet tall turbines.We stopped twice for potty breaks and snacks, and got back on the road. Now, daylight was fading fast, and it was. I figured he would use it to approach the subject of sex but he was really laid back. We fired up some weed and spent the afternoon playing.About 5pm we went out for pizza. Then we headed back to smoke a little more weed and play some more. I was pretty baked and I started making sentences like ìSuck My Cockî and other suggestive sentences. Mike was cool and didnít bite on my sentences. About 10 pm Mike said he was heading to bed. He said I could crash on the couch although. "Don't you worry about these lugs here," said Meg. "They've been closing their eyes to a lot of Cuban cigars that are sold downtown. It seems a lot of officers enjoy their own little bit of contraband."Harry and Lew laughed again. "It's damn good beer, though," said Harry.Lew finished his, and though he looked longingly at the steaks, he declined an invite to stay, saying he had to find out who was going to claim the stalker. See if he was willing to talk yet. After shaking hands once again, he. This took her over the edge. I felt her muscles tighten and she became still as she told me to go deeper. I inserted another finger and fucked her as she moaned and ate my pussy. She then stopped and I knew that she just came because her juices were running down my fingers.After her orgasm she got off of me and turned to the mystery bag she had gotten from the closet. She pulled out a bright purple dildo that was about 8" long and 2" thick. She turned back to me and smiled and said that it's.