"A pity there's no place nice to walk around here." Pause. "We could walk on the beach. It's only a 15 minute drive." "I don't have a car. I'm staying... across the way. Should we go up and get my bathing suit?" You grin. "I don't think you'll need one. It's private." I gape for a moment, then force my mouth to close. -*- "You like to drive fast." You reward me with a brief grin, downshifting as you take the corner fast, then accelerate, upshift, and casually lay your hand on my thigh through my. We stopped at Sonic outside Ft Wayne for breakfast. Then I took overdriving as we cut through the city heading toward Indianapolis.I was getting ready to resume my story again as we approached the turnoff to Gas City. Samantha screamed, "Oh shit did you see that?" and Istarted slowing down.I'd seen a cardboard lean-to off on the side under the bridge. "Whatwas it?" I asked."I'm not sure but they looked like they were hurt." Hope had seen ittoo.I pulled off on the side and when I had a clear. . all right, but only if you let me pay you back." Sure, sure. Now you're gonna need a little to live on too," he added peeling off two more hundred dollar bills."No, this is too much," she protested.But he pressed the bills into her palm and despite the fact that Kathy had grown up in a predominantly white town and gone to a virtually all white school, she was taken by the warmth of the man and his casual, friendly manner."Hey, we all need a little help to get started. Like i say you can pay. Leaning up on her free elbow, fixing me with her gaze as my fingers rest between those wet lips, feeling the powerful heat. Our eyes don’t lose contact as my fingers begin small, slow movements, manipulating her lithe flesh.I rub slowly back and forth at her cunt, the slick wetness coating my fingers. Her eyes flicker as she lets out a long sigh at my touch, while I feel her warm breath as she rests her forehead against my own bare chest.My middle finger dips into her wetness, making her groan.