Because of her slowed pace she saw the first flower of spring. It white petals shined in the sunshine. The flower would look so pretty in my hair, she... thought.She laid the bags down and stepped off the trail. That was when she heard the grunting sound. She froze listening; it could be a bear just waking up from it's winter nap, she thought as she began to look for a way to escape.Then she heard the growl again, no it isn't an animal it sounds as if someone is in pain. Slowly she looked around. When she plopped herself down in the seat, she was grinning like a kid with a new toy. “I didn’t know these things had potties in ‘em. And you have a little baby refrigerator and stove too. It’s like Jackie’s camper, only really small. “Yeah, well, I don’t have a home except the sleeper, so all that stuff comes in handy when I stop to sleep. I don’t have to look for a motel with a lot big enough to park this rig, and I can get up, shave, eat breakfast and go to work without going outside.” I. I nibbled on her nipples as I played with them. They were beautiful. After several minutes of worshipping her tits, she told me to lay on the lounge chair. As I did this, she pulled her panties off. She straddled the chair as she shoved her cock in my mouth. I gobbled it down and began sucking on her. She moaned her approval as I sucked on her hard cock. Then she shocked me.I felt something hot shooting in my mouth. At first I thought she was cumming but quickly realized she was. It took forever too. Henry called me every day, and I lied about trying to put together my own little trade business. "Something to occupy myself while I'm alone," I'd said, hoping my loneliness might communicate. He, of course, didn't believe a word I told him, but he was there, and I was here. Maybe he wanted it that way, but he sounded less and less sure of the isolation, wondering, I guess, what it all meant for him. Henry always did view the world from a relatively selfish.