The whole time, Kim kept her hands in her lap preventing her dress from exposing too much. She knew what she was showing and she was enjoying it.Event...ually traffic picked up and the truck fell away behind us. Kim’s breathing had gotten quicker and more ragged. A blush had crept across her face and down her neck. Most of the traffic we passed could not see into our car, but any pickup trucks or big rigs have no trouble seeing if they wanted to. Kim just sat there and let the wind have its way. We both came together and afterward he laid down next to me, holding me close and kissing the sweat from my forehead. We then spooned and rested for a while in front of the fire. After a while I could feel Stanley growing again and I crawled down under the covers, pulled off the dirty condom and started sucking him clean. My man relaxed as I sucked and sent Stanley to the back of my throat. Eventually he moaned loudly and grabbed my hair; holding me onto his cock as his cum came swiftly down my. Suddenly an elbow caught me in the back of the head, and I turned. ‘Ouch! What the heck are you doing?’ She finished some odd contortions by producing something white and lacy from under her multiple layers of sweaters, which she quickly stuffed into her duffle bag. ‘How hard is it to give me a little privacy?’ ‘I was fine until you hit me in the head! What are you doing, anyway?’ ‘Sorry. I can’t sleep with a bra on, never could. Don’t let that give you ideas.’ ‘Uh, yeah, no problem.’ I already. Slipping on the induction helmet, Chuck let the world go by as he slipped out of consciousness. He awoke confused, disoriented with his surroundings. How did he stand up? he wondered to himself. He felt depression sinking in, he had failed. He started to run his hands through his hair in frustration, but stopped, transfixed with his hand. Or more precisely, with Linda's hand. It had worked. By God and all his hosts, it had worked. He started to pull away, but a tugging at his neck stoped him..