She drove while I stroked various parts of her body through her clothes. I couldn't keep my hands off her. I think she liked that.The lounge was in a ...part of town we were not very familiar with, but Jenny found the right street eventually. As we approached the address we saw the red and blue lights of six or seven police cars parked around the parking lot of the lounge. I told Jenny to keep driving. We didn't need any trouble. ........We continued on not knowing where we. It was my surprise for the skinny little slut, as a "reward" for obeying me the previous Saturday, when I had demanded that our dog Helmut start getting his cock sucked regularly, too. Sissy had protested at first and begged to be exempted from this requirement, but had nonetheless dutifully complied. Of course, the humiliation had served as a powerful turn-on for the cock-mad slut, and every day since, without any instigation from me, Helmut had enjoyed unloading his long, slimy dog-cock into. Jasper was relieved about one thing, people got sick on the march through the desert, but nobody died! On occasion, he would wonder how many now-unmarked graves they passed; the steady wind sand-blasted grave markers into oblivion after a few years, so there was nothing to mark a lonely grave. He thought that was sad, but beyond his power to change.At last—the Humboldt River valley! Potable water in excess. The river seemed to swell out of the ground from a swampy area situated in the middle of. Panting with excitement she turns around and starts rubbing her backside on me. She bent down a little bit and I looked over, and her vagina was blushing out and looked a little red. Did she want me to have sex with her? This had started to turn me on. I touched her vagina and she pushes back into me even harder. She definately wanted me. So I pulled down my pants and pulled her over, I spit on my hard cock and put the tip against her blushing pussy. I couldnt believe this was happening. Had my.