We took the path back along our shelf and I decided we could make a try getting to the other camp tomorrow.After breakfast Keeta gave Chalta some skid...der driving lessons, and when Chalta thought she had it down we unloaded the box van with the skidder and its attachment again and then took off. The widened path was even roomier than I'd first though and we had no trouble getting down to the river, up to the ford and across. We didn't even need the skidder's help.Traveling overland I did run. Her legs loosen and widen. Her weight drops on my face. Her pussy tasting like a cream popsicle. She bends back, like a contortionist and takes hold of my dick. She strokes it in great long tugs as she listens to her husband go on about some stupid thing.‘Uh-huh,’ she says into the phone like a zombie. I’m breaking through. I feel it. It’s that place she can’t find on her own. That place absent of her mind. That place her wild is set free. She goes strong suddenly. Pries herself free and flips. When I got back, Trevor was already there. It didn't surprise me. Nothing Pat does now shocks me; Trevor could only be forty at the most.After a couple of beers, we were talking like old friends. Pat made us both comfortable. She was quite happy to let us both grab her ass or feel her tits. Porn playing on the TV by the fourth beer, and the talk was getting much looser.Pat got up to get some more beers. "She still has a great pair of tits, hasn't she?" Trevor said."Yes, she does," I. That thought soon subsides when he remembers he's still the sucker who has to mop up said piss. Eventually, he makes it to the stalls, thankful they are relatively clean. In the final one, he finds a notebook that he grabs, opening it to the first page. Upon doing so, he feels a jolt that shocks his body.After catching his breath, Isaac flips the book open to the first page:'THE OWNER OF THIS NOTEBOOK MAY RIGHT IN THESE PAGES TO SWAP A SINGLE TRAIT BETWEEN TWO PEOPLETHIS TRAIT CAN BE MENTAL OR.