"Honey," he said quietly, "there's one more thing I want to leave youwith." K." I call this one the octo-mom." He laughed sharply. "Honey. You lovewh...en men fuck you. You love it so much. You feel empty without a cockin you. You want to feel men cumming inside you. No condoms for you,Honey. You want... to get pregnant. You want to have men fill you up.You won't feel fulfilled or complete until a man gets a baby growinginside you. You will stay sexy and attractive so that you can get. ”“I know, Jason. I’ve always known that. I don’t care. I am just so happy that someone wants me this way. Do you really like my boobs?”As she spoke, Jason quickly shed his clothes except his shorts.“Yes Ann, I really like your tits. They look just right for sucking.” Jason then bent over her and passionately kissed Ann’s lips. Ann moaned and opened her mouth to allow his tongue to enter. Their tongues fought a mock duel as her passion rapidly built.Without breaking their kiss, Jason crawled. Big mountains, Ray, not hills, although we have rolling hills too. The topography is so diverse, I could drive five minutes and be at the beach, or two hours and be in the desert, or three hours and be in the central valley where there are miles and miles of farmland.’ ‘I never associate California with farms.’ ‘Oh, you’d be surprised. We used to drive to see my grandma and for five hours straight we sat in the car seeing nothing but farms, orchards mostly. Do you know what they were growing?’. While the original idea was to be gone a week, perhaps a little longer, it was rather open-ended, and they were eventually gone close to three. They hit more than one ski resort; it was closer to a dozen. It wasn't just Colorado; they hit some in Wyoming and Utah, as well. Scooter wound up spending a couple thousand dollars on ski clothes, gear, a new snowboard, lift tickets, meals, her share of a single motel room, gas and the like, but considered every cent well spent. They didn't always stay.