“How are you doing?” Marta asked looking into my eyes, in a tender moment away from the carnality. “Much better,” I said honestly, “I think ...we need this.” She nodded and we kissed deeply while pleasuring ourselves atop Stephanie’s lithe body, Marta rocking her hips back and forth in rapid, urgent little motions, her heavy, full tits swinging gently from side to side. I left Stephanie’s cunt engorged and gaping greedily as I withdrew. Sensing my intent she displayed herself gamely, relaxing her. ..dipping my finger in further and further at each passing. My breathing had to be getting loud by now....it was almost husky. I turned over and sat on the edge of my bed, pulling at my cunt lips like it was a cock, jacking at the soft, wet flesh. "ooooohhhhhhhhh" I moaned quietly. I had mirrors everywhere, and I had my legs splayed open so I could see myself raping my own pussy with my fingers. The slurpy, wet sounds were getting louder and louder as I increased the tempo. Needless to say I was delighted to have such delightful company on what promised to be a long and arduous journey to Arizona. At our next stop she awoke and we grabbed a quick meal. It was dark when we resumed our journey. We had now reached the desert area between California and Arizona and when the sun went down so did the temperature so blankets for our laps seemed to be in order. The night was unusually cool and I suggested that we sit together for warmth. She moved to sit beside me. It was. ..he knelt down and started going down on me....i had never had that happen before and it pretty much rocked my world...it was amazing...i had my first orgasm brought on by a man sitting on that bathroom counter....after i came he rolledme overso i was leaning against the counter and i felt the huge head of his cock rubbing against my soaking wet lips...he was so gentle and just was sliding in and out each stroke just barely putting just a little bit more in my pussy...i felt stretched but.