Long story short, we had an incredibly hot cyber-fuck and decided to meet and make it happen for real.She lives in South Carolina, so we decided to me...et in the middle, at the SC welcome center on I-77. It was a warm evening, so I was dressed in loose shorts and a button up shirt. Just for added naughty thrills, I'd decided to go commando. As I drove down the highway, it was all I could do not to pull my cock out and start stroking right then and there. The anticipation and knowing what I. It was a gory sight and one female journalist from the local print paper fainted dead away on the dusty ground with her undies showing her liking of silk fabric against her delicate hindquarters.Sam had to confess that he found that particularly stimulating despite the picture of the dead agent in his mind and the scent of his nasty demise in his nostrils.After careful questioning, Sam was able to determine that the reservation-jumping band of renegade Indians had forty-seven males, eleven. Her clit will rub nicely when we get started, I moved her closer to the trunk and then left for a moment to gather my next requirements.Coming back I could see she had not moved but was looking nervously about her eyes opened and I heard a gasp from her lips when she saw what I was carrying. I placed my newly found tools on the floor beside her feet, picking up a large handful of fresh nettles and thorn branches I placed them against the trunk so when I pressed her body to it she felt them all. Um, no, of course not!" Greg stammered as he looked at Beth standing in water that JUST reached her hips. My lady might not be as well-developed as Cindy, but she looked damn good in her skin.Cindy looked at me and winked. Obviously, she had no problem with Greg leering at Beth.Did I?I'd spent a lot of time thinking about that. Ever since the day Beth and I were here and she had kidded me about an orgy I'd often thought about seeing Beth with another guy. I realized that I was still very.