Part III – The Trail The next morning I woke up and tried to figure out if the night before was real or imagined. I thought back on the rendezvous. ...It seemed too good to be true. I soon had a pinch, however, to let me know that it was true. There was a knock at the door. I went to the door and opened it, expecting to find my dream girl greeting me outside the trailer. Instead, there was no one. There was, however, a folded page taped to the trailer next to the door. I pulled it off and opened. Then he hold the T-shirt from the back and pulled with full power. He fell in the front seat and I fell on him. My lips just land on his chin and his lips on my nose and upper lips. We almost kissed each other, then I got up and covered my self with T-shirt. He got up and asked me if am fine I said yes, then he just sat there."well thanks for your help, i thought I'm gonna die in there." I said. He was peeking at my pussy, then got up and started driving. I felt so embarrassed yet, horny at. The one end is an office, with another room that was a store room, then an open area for gatherings (arranged theatre style with sofas lined up in front of a big-screen TV), and at the opposite end it has an overhead door. The overhead door is handy to open up in the spring and fall, and for the occasional times when we need to pull a bike in to work on it. We often times gather on the sofas to watch football games, as was the case on this day. The former store room we converted into a. Opening them wide with his thumbs, I guided his head to my sensitive flesh. I yelped as his snake like tongue found my rigid clit. Laughing gently, he looked up at me, “Hang on baby, this one will knock your head off!” Laying his left arm across my soft belly, his hand slipped down and rested on top of my distended clit. His right hand pushed the lips apart on my cunt, and then he began flicking my little man in a boat furiously. Within scant seconds my body began to tremble from the.