I walked over to the set, turned it off and was searching for the light switch when Alma moved, letting the blanket that had been covering her, fall t...o the floor.I was looking straight up between her legs at her white panties and I was instantly hard. I needed a closer look. I pulled out my phone and I said to myself "just a couple pictures"Getting within a few feet of her, I wasn't satisfied with the pictures I took, so I slowly reached out and moved her nightgown to get a better picture. I. She eased my cock from her mouth, then kissed and shared my semen with Patty. My cum oozed from their lips as they moaned and exchanged my gooey semen. They swallowed, then returned to my cock. Their tongues worked together to clean the remaining fluid from me, my cock now flaccid."Damn ladies, that was so fucking good," I moaned.The women just mumbled something, a quiet, satisfying moan from each of them, not speaking a word.We lay there together on the couch for a few moments, each lady. After about an hour on the road I noticed up ahead there was a yellow school bus off the side of the road at a funny angle. As we got closer it became apparent that they had some kind of trouble so I pulled over to the shoulder behind the bus.I walked up to the side of the bus and met two gentlemen staring at a very flat shredded front tire. I asked them if there was anything I could do to help them. One of the men offered his hand saying "I'm Greg Thomas, coach of the Jefferson High School. She's making all kinds of noises, trying to get my attention."Hey, mister? We gonna fuck or what?"I put my finger to my lips to silence her and then hold it up, gesturing wait a second, and nod. She gets it and lays down.Slimy was telling the truth about all the garbage about shifters, seers and slimers. Why lie to a man you're about to off? But he was wrong. I can change people.There are clues in everything he said. I was walking an associate of the collector and I'm just now realizing it. I.