While I do love a nice thick cock sliding into me, I'm more partial to the softer feel of a woman's tongue on my pussy. Enough about me, for now ... b...ck to the Roadhouse.The Roadhouse is kind of out in the middle of nowhere. We're several miles off the nearest Interstate, and twenty minutes on a secondary highway out from the nearest centre of civilization. There's open land, mostly desert, all around us. My dad started the Roadhouse, after he got out of the Army.He had visions of making it. “Hmm, I don’t think time has been kind to your father, Vincent.”“His hair is streaked with white, and he has a rather nasty scar on his face. It cuts from under his left eye, across both of his lips to the right of his chin. It looks like he was slashed with a blade. His nose is not as narrow as yours is and it and his cheeks are always red and swollen looking. He is also very fat. Possibly why I didn’t see the family resemblance, until now.”Paul nodded his head, “We think he is addicted to. When they get there the see the boys have already made it there and are in line for chow. Brandy, Amy, and Stacy have come up with a plan to have some wild fun while at camp. Brandy writes a letter and hands it to one of the jocks to read as she passes by him as he sits at his table eating with the other boys. The letters say to come to the halfway point at midnight to the latrine and come inside the boy's stall. The 3 girls were going to be giving out blowjobs but only to the jocks and any. Amber pause for a second, smiled at Jesse, then reached down and grabbed the bottom of her tank top. She pulled it up and off exposing her black bra and how they held her tits perfectly. Jesse looked on and recorded the moment in his mind. His eyes soaked up what Amber looked like with her tight jeans and her exposed firm flat stomach. He was rippling with electric energy at what was happening. Seeing Amber pull off her shirt and allowing him to see her in her bra had been sheer fantasy an hour.