He told me to get out of the car and led me by the arm into the trees. He was carrying a pillow and a little plastic box, the purpose of which escaped... me. He stood with his back against a tree and put the pillow in front of him, pushing me down by the shoulders so I was forced to kneel. I obediently took his erection between my lips and proceeded to suck him off, bobbing my lips back and forth and performing the twisting action with my hand which Mrs Webster apparently used to bring him to a. Kelly spent a lot of time with me, helping me learn to puton make up and how to do my hair. Finally, the time came. Kelly, as we usually did, had driven up to thecabin a couple days before in the car with our suitcases. It is onlyabout 50 miles from where we live. Kelly spent the night at my place onFriday. Then, on Saturday morning, we got on our bikes and headed up themountain. Kelly on her sport bike, me on my Harley. It was a great ride.There is something about a nice winding road on a. I asked him about the others, and the two who hadn't come to the barbecue. He said that was up to them and Susan. I agreed.We sat and watched the growing pool of cum between her legs. Seven loads all together. I decided to add my own and quickly stepped out of my jeans, slid my six inches into her gaping cunt and deposited my sperm after about five strokes. She didn't even moan. But of course she probably didn't even feel anything.I pulled out, knelt between her legs and stared into the pussy. ”I was so dazed I could do nothing more than just lay back on the bed, my arm over my eyes, confused. She returned a few minutes later and as if it was the most natural and easiest thing in the world to do, pulled my trunks down to my knees and began wiping my cum smeared cock. As she worked on me I could smell fresh brandy on her breath. She must have felt she needed a stiff drink to get through this. I didn’t blame her. I was so confused and drained of energy I couldn’t move, I just lay there.