Besides the large trees being beautiful, they tended to keep the underbrush to a minimum. Soon after leaving their camping area, they had come across ...a faint trail that continued, more or less, in the direction they wished to go.Near noon, they stood on the high point of a little rise using their binoculars to view the area ahead of them. “Look there,” Phillip said, pointing.When he handed Dessie the binoculars and directed her where to look, she stood with the glasses to her eyes for a long. The head slid between your wet swollen lips and in to your cum slut cunt and as it eased in to you your legs nearly gave way with pleasure the guy cheered and told everyone he was fucking the whore and they all cheered to.I smiled and knew you would be enjoying yourself right now and my cock was rock hard at the thought, As the man behind pumped in to you the rest decided that the curtain had to go and so up it went pulling his cock out of your pussy with a plop and making you cry out as it. He didn't say anything for a while then patted my? hair, listening to me sob as I started crying. "I guess you didn't? really have to go did you?" I shook my head and managed two quasi-ARFs.? He sighed and walked to the car, tugging on my leash. "Get in." I stood? up and got in. He unleashed me and tossed the leash in the back. In a? moment we were back on the road. But no hand was between my legs.?When we pulled off for breakfast he was quiet. I sat across from him,? not daring to look at him.. Ken prepared an excellent breakfast for them consisting of omelets, freshly squeezed orange juice, and coffee ground from beans he had bought on a recent trip to Jamaica. The cups, plates, and silverware reminded her of an exhibit she had seen at the Smithsonian in an exhibit on the eighteenth century English aristocracy. When he drove her to her apartment in his Jaguar she asked, “When will I see you again?” “I’ll give you a call.” ‘You don’t have my phone number.” He.