When we walked into the store, the clerk looked up and smiled. "Hey, you k**s use up all that lube already. Must a been some hot fucking last night." ...He laughed. He was dressed the same as the previous night. I looked more closely at him. I couldn't say he was ugly but he wasn't good looking either. Yet he seemed to have a way about him that made you relax. "Um, ummm, don't missy look hot tonight. You not the flat chested little thing I thought you was. I hope that boyfriend of yours knows how. It was in the middle of the afternoon, and we were a little over an hour into the massage.I finally had him where I wanted him: in my massage room, being rubbed and nurtured by me. Me, his girlfriend…“How does that feel, Sammy?” I asked again.“Mmm, great,” he said drowsily. His poor eyelids struggled to stay open.“You look like you need a nap, sleepyhead,” I teased as my right hand went up to his head, where my fingers ran through his hair.“Maybe,” Sam said, a content smile forming on his face.. Her white color bra is barely covering her big boobs and looks very tired of holding those huge pink melons. She has a birth mark on her left boob which is making me mad and my cock was already erected reaching to 5 and half inches. Her waist was not like the zero size models but she is not having fat tummy either. Even the belly button looks sexier.She then loosened the knots of her night pant and slowly sliding it down her ass and legs. “OH FUCK”, she is wearing a black panty so I have to. He found a grove of trees and set up a cold camp, Josh had to spend the night and part of the next day waiting for the outlaws to move on. The group had apparently ‘recruited’ some farm boys recently and Josh watched from hiding as Fogerty indoctrinated these new members into the gang. The indoctrination consisted of beating the hell out of the boys until they would jump when given an order. The next day the guerillas turned north and Josh continued on his way south to Fort Smith. Josh.