I quickly glanced over at Kevin to find that he was still sleeping soundly. Turning slightly so I could get a better view, I saw Carly on her bed writ...hing about as she fucked herself. I started imagining that I was the one fucking her. I wanted it to be my fingers instead of that vibrator, shoving in and out of her cunt. I couldn't take it anymore, so I turned away from the window and went and straddled Kevin. He woke to me sucking his dick into my mouth. The moment he was fully hard I slid him. Melissa R-- proved to be a most welcome surprise, and, as I recall, she did smell very good. I had expected some sort of painted harridan or weary camp-follower and found a milky young woman with a ready smile, strong body and good wit as well as a gracious heart. I introduced myself, told her that the lieutenant was on his way to Morristown for an extended visit, sat beside her and asked her name as the carriage rocked into motion."Oh, the colonel will be most displeased," she said happily,. The shorter of the two trails was easy, but the longer one was more challenging. By the time they had finished the shorter trail, Denise and Connie had gained some experience. After gassing up again, they had started on the long trail feeling a lot more confident.Late afternoon found them back at the outside garage. "Don't we clean up the snowmobiles before we put them away?" Jeremy asked when he saw the steam cleaning equipment and the other pristine snowmobiles parked in their area."Melissa. It was the clowns’ dressing room, and as he watched, the grump pulled his orange hair; it came off, taking the bald scalp with it. Underneath was beautiful blond hair, which fell almost to the shoulders, tangled from being packed under the wig. In the mirror, he saw the nose come off next; the real one was incredibly cute, and looked almost ridiculous in the middle of all that ugly makeup. “You want to hand me those paper towels there?” Frank started. The clown hadn’t.