While they were currently passing through the massive open expanses of the Great Plains, George had told her that the scenery between Denver and Salt ...Lake City was absolutely spectacular, and the scenery between Las Vegas and Los Angeles was nothing to scoff at, either. She couldn’t wait to sit in one of the swiveling chairs and watch all that pass by through the enormous windows.“Wow,” Jill said, “That’s all I can say.”“I know how you feel,” George admitted, “But keep in mind that these trains. 'So you were pretending to sleep and just wanted to hear an old man talk to himself, ' I said. 'Trying to make me think you were asleep when you should be making me breakfast.'Looking surprised, Anita sat up saying, 'Lo siento, I'm so sorry Ð quiere su desayuno? I'll get it now.'She started to get up but I held her tight. 'Sweetie, you are my breakfast.' I said and immediately latched my mouth on her tit.Anita laughed and reached down to hold my already stiff cock starting to stroke it. I. The isolated location of the bed and breakfast coupled with the dark rainy night made it seem as though the small hotel were a island in a sea of darkness. We raced from the car to the door of the B&B. The lobby was now dim with only a few lights one, the fire had died down to just a few glowing embers. The inn keeper who had check us in had gone home and none of the other guests seemed to be around. Safe from the cold and the rain in the warm dark lobby I took Jen in my arms. Kissing her I. 'David. Dial 91 and get ready to dial the other one, please. I've been scanning the kids at the table and they're up to no good.'Willy and Billy were clueless, typical 1960's small town flower children with trust in their hearts and love for their fellowman. Willy tossed the overstuffed canvas bag on the table and began to untie it.Billy said, "I wonder what's in the bag?"At the other table the boys stood and one of them said, "Yeah ... what's in the bag, bitch?"'Dial.' David pushed the last.