The road signs said "West 322". The traffic was light. Dad pulled over to the side of the road and asked, "You want to drive the rest of the way Kyle?..." Sure thing. Thanks Dad." I said. The two of us switched seats. I checked my mirrors and pulled onto the highway.Dad instructed, "Keep the speed at 55 and stay in the right lane. OK Kyle?" You got it Dad."Driving on Route 322 wasn't too hard. There were only a few cars on the road. It's a four lane divided highway. I drove for an hour and a half. And then, around 6 PM, the hour when day declines into night, he got the call.His phone buzzed, coming to life on his desk with a jarring grinding noise. Terry, who had been lying on his bed carefully examining his ceiling, jumped to his feet. He grabbed the phone and saw an unknown number on the call display. He quickly picked it up. "Hello?" Hey, remember me?" Mika? Of course. Thanks, uh, for calling." Don't need to thank me, I had nothing better to do," Mika said. "The stupid secretary just. He does go slowly at first, moving 5 or 6 inches in and out of her sheath with each stroke. Each pull back dragging her pussy lips out with his cock and each thrust forward driving his full length back into her, up to the hilt.A few of the warriors have moved up closer to watch the action. Most of them have now lost some, if not all of their clothing. The two girls who were grinding are there to. The taller girl is stood behind her mate and has her one arm around her waist, with her hand. “You’d like it”, she said, looking at me intensely. “What’s the supposed to mean”, I said. “Nothing”, she said, “It’s just like really fun and stuff”. “Ahaha” I said, giggling. “But do you think you’re a lesbian?” I asked, “Maybe”, she said, I don’t mind looking at girls. “Can you not be mean about it though”, she said. “Okay, I won’t be mean about it”, I said, laughing again. “Stop laughing!” she yelled, hitting me on the leg and leaving her hand there for a little too long. “I like looking at.