I just wore a pair of my cutoff jeans and a tank top. We loaded up a couple of towels and two folding chairs. It was getting dark when we left town ...and had to rely on following Bill’s van to find our way. We drove about half an hour through the desert and finally we followed him onto a raised berm and stopped. We couldn’t see a thing in the headlights and when we turned them off, it was pitch black outside. We had to take Bill’s word that there was a waterhole in front of us. I grabbed. I did exactly as he commanded me. In light i could now see how big he actually was. Compared to his cock mine was nothing. He ordered me to suck on it. I leaned forward and grabbed his cock. I took it inside my mouth and started licking it. I had seen porn before so i knew what a blowjob was. I was trying to copy what i saw in porn. If i was being honest after swallowing his cum for the past weeks i really wanted to try sucking his cock. I slowly started to understand how to suck him correctly.. I looked at him. Hell, I was tired too, but I guess there were priorities. Maybe she would be more comfortable with Matt instructing her bath and the toilet features of a bathroom. I had just realized she probably had no clue as to what modern conveniences looked like or how they performed.I nodded. I was done with the meal I had wolfed, so I wrote her measurements down, and had her stand on pieces of sketch paper. I traced the outline of her feet, got up, and went to get my jacket.Wyoming in. At St. Pancras they sat over coffee, waiting for their train. With encouragement, Siobhan talked about her job and the world of modelling; her excitement and pride when she had her first opportunities, her pleasure in the compliments, the dates, the expensive restaurants and film premières, meeting celebrities... Her story was interrupted by the announcement of their train; they boarded and found seats. Leaving London mid-morning, the train wasn’t crowded. When Siobhan re-commenced her story,.